4d ago
Nobody warned me it would just... stop. Not gradually, not with a memo, just gone. Three years into postmeno and intimacy has become this thing I dread rather than want, and I genuinely don't know when that shift happened. My husband hasn't said anything but I can feel us both tiptoeing around it and that's almost worse. I've got a GP appointment next week and I've been trying to write things down beforehand because last time I got in there and went completely blank. Sat there talking about my blood pressure for ten minutes and walked out having mentioned none of the actual reason I booked. So this time I've written "dryness, discomfort, no interest" on my phone notes. Just that. It looks so blunt staring back at me but at least it's there. I don't even know if there's something that can help or if this is just. it now. I've read a bit about local oestrogen on here and I want to ask about it without feeling like I'm being dramatic. Has anyone found a way to actually say it out loud to their GP without going bright red? Because I've managed to raise two kids and survive a redundancy but apparently asking about my own vagina is where I fall apart 😩