Alright, let’s talk about this whole thing, this “why don’t I get horny?” question. It’s something that pops up, right? And man, I’ve been there. Had a stretch, a pretty noticeable one, where it felt like that whole part of me just went offline. Completely. Like someone flipped a switch and forgot to tell me.
You know how it is, at first, you just kinda… ignore it. Or you make excuses. Too stressed from work, too tired, maybe I ate something weird. Life’s always throwing curveballs, and it’s easy for that… urge… to just get buried under everything else. I just kept chugging along, thinking it’d sort itself out. But it didn’t, not for a while anyway.
The Big Squeeze
For me, the penny really dropped during this absolutely insane period. I was neck-deep in a project that was just relentless. We’re talking months of crazy hours, barely sleeping, eating junk at my desk – the whole nine yards. My brain felt like scrambled eggs, and my body was just… running on fumes. It wasn’t just being tired; it was this deep, bone-weary exhaustion I’d never really felt before.
And that’s when I truly started to connect the dots. It wasn’t just a case of “not feeling it” occasionally. It was a persistent, undeniable lack of interest. My body was basically putting up a giant “CLOSED” sign. There was no energy, no desire, nothing. It was like my system decided, “Hey, we’re in survival mode here, and that particular department is non-essential right now.”
Figuring Things Out, My Way
So, what did I do? Well, I didn’t suddenly become a medical expert or anything. My “practice,” if you want to call it that, was a lot simpler. I started to actually pay attention. To myself. To what I was putting my body and mind through. It wasn’t about some magic fix; it was about tuning in.
Here’s what I started to try, real basic stuff:
- I consciously made an effort to step back from the constant grind. Easier said than done, I know.
- Tried to get more actual sleep, not just passing out from exhaustion.
- I started just checking in with myself, like, “How are we actually doing today?” Sounds cheesy, but it helped.
- Reduced some of the noise. Less doomscrolling, more quiet.
And you know what I realized, at least for myself? My whole system was just overloaded. Too much pressure, too much information, too much “must do now.” My internal battery was constantly in the red. There wasn’t any space or energy left for desire. It wasn’t some complicated mystery unique to me; it was more about the sheer weight of everything.
It’s kinda like your computer when you have way too many programs running. It gets slow, sluggish, and eventually, some things just stop working right. Your body and mind aren’t much different. That lack of horniness? For me, it was a symptom, a really loud one, that things were out of whack. It was my body’s way of saying, “Dude, I can’t handle any more right now.”
It took time to recalibrate, to find a better balance. Still does, to be honest. It’s an ongoing thing, this journey of listening to yourself. But that was my experience with it. No magic pills, just a slow process of understanding that sometimes, your body’s just trying to tell you something important. And it’s probably a good idea to listen.
