I'm More Than That

The following is an excerpt from my new book currently being written entitled, “The Memoirs of Victoria Rose.” I always cherished the vows made on my wedding day, ‘Till death do us part’ and all that is sacred.  I never dreamed that I would one day want to stray outside my marriage.  Never, Ever, in a billion years would I cross that line. But I found my mind wondering.  I was longing for the touch of another man.  I love my husband dearly.  He is my best friend.  But he has been sick for a long time.  Before that he had already started battling ED.  We tried to work around it with medications that didn’t work, pumps that didn’t work, and toys that may work but aren’t the real thing.  He became more and more frustrated with the ED that he finally quit trying to connect in that way.  Our intimacy was gone.  The door to any exploration was locked.  And I was left void.  Longing for touch, intimacy, closeness, and let’s ...

I have touched a little on my anxiety in a previous post.  It is crippling at times. It is a forever struggle to try and maintain a balance. Some days, I feel like I can go out and conquer the world only to have it come crashing down as soon as I leave my house. Anxiety can be a gripping, binding, controlling, and a downright cruel beast. There are various degrees our anxiety affects us. Everyone knows the feeling to some degree.  Everyone has had that speech they have had to give, or  music to perform. Or perhaps your only anxiety you ever had was asking that special someone out for the first time, or their hand in marriage, or awaiting the birth of your first child. We have all been anxious at one point or another. But not everyone can quite understand when anxiety is so high, it effects every fiber of our being. It is hard for them to understand and phrases like, “Just get over it” or “Just do it” come out of their mouths. My favorite it “You’re overreacting “ and “O...