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Originally Posted by Brianna

sigh. I wish.

chemo conveniently killed all desire in me. Actually, since my sweetie-pie but soon-to-be-dead cat woke me up, I've been listing all the nasty things chemo has done to me. My therapist would not approve of this activity. She would suggest I focus on things that make me feel better. She suggests that I say "Cancel!" to negative thoughts and replace them with whatever I need to think, say or do to feel better. She's very big on Feeling Good. She's right, of course. Nothing comes from negativity. My brain is tired of waking up at the unholy hour and I'm tired of hobbling around on my crone pins (due to - yeah, chemo) until my posterior tibial ligament loosens up. I'm tired of having to exfoliate all this dead skin, tired of feeling tired...look, I'll spare you the more, but masturbation? Nooooooo. I don't even like myself enough to do that.

Then pretend you're someone else. Just start slow, and work yourself into the mood. Don't have to be in the mood at first. Got a massaging shower head?