I was talking to the lady that does my bikini waxes and she confided in me that she didn't like sex. She said she would be so glad when her period came, because it gave her an excuse not to have sex. I told her how one of my main culprits of having no sex drive was the birth control pills. For years doctors told me that it had to do with my muscular dystrophy. Finally after bringing it up to all kinds of medical genius and years of defeat, one finally asked me if have I ever tried going of the pill? I did that day, and about a week later my husband was worn out from all the crazy sex. Call me an idiot... but I didn't know that the pill could do that and doctors were convinced it was because of my physical issues. When I brought this to her attention, she said she wasn't on any meds and she loved her husband deeply. She told me of her Iranian upbringing and how she was taught to be covered and proper and sex was somehow not something to be enjoyed. She's fully americanized but those values still and will probably always be ingrained in her. Which makes me feel really bad for her.
It has taken me longer than I would've liked, to become who I am, and getting off the pill was a major step, but not the only one. It has taken a whole lot of soul searching and a yearning to be a sexual being.