According to dictionary.com, torture is defined as, “extreme anguish of body or mind; agony.” Or in my own words: not having sex for over three months. As a 29-year-old woman I’ve noticed a significant uptick in my libido over the last couple of years: my uterus’ not so subtle way of telling me that I should probably get cracking with the baby making. While I’m not quite ready to host a small human in my womb, I do need to somehow get a handle on my hormones. Crude thoughts incessantly invade my mind and men whom I’d previously dubbed as “never in a million years” are starting to look f-ckable with each passing day. I’ve tried everything: masturbation, exercise and even meditation, to no avail. Dating apps like Tinder can only guarantee surface level connections, not sexual compatibility. But every once in a while there’s a glimmer of hope that my drought will come to an end… like the time I met a guy named Jason in a club...
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