Unpopular Opinion : Raise Your Hand If This Lockdown Has You Feeling Un-horny AF
Like a kid in a horror movie who tumbles out of his bed in the middle of the night as his worst nightmare comes to life, we too have been hastily shooed out of our comfortable routines into one that has had us locked up in our houses to avoid becoming victim to this extremely resilient virus. And while for most people out there, including my friends and my long distance boyfriend, this has resulted in an increase in the levels of testosterone and sexual appetite, for me it has been quite the opposite and I am wondering if I am the only feeling this way.
Before you take me for a celibate, let me clear the air. I, just like any other human, have a particular liking for getting down and dirty and treating myself to a great romp in the sack. But it seems like this quarantine has brought out a rather asexual side of me , one that I wasn’t aware I had since I hit puberty.
You see, as opposed to others in my circle, who have been using this sanctioned “me time” to make the most of the incognito mode, or others – who have been quarantined with their partners and been giving competition to playboy bunnies, I have been on a rather turned off mode, and I don’t mean it in a depressing way. Whether it is the fact that I am in lock down with my parents or the fact that my body is growing hair all over at a lightning fast speed every day, something is putting me off. But, the urge to have sex, has suddenly yet definitely taken a back seat for now.
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In fact, for the first time in a long time, it is the last thing going on in my head. Which has got me thinking, whether feeling horny is directly proportional to feeling sexy in this time and age. Is it the lack of hairless legs or the lack of opportunity that is keeping me at a distance my sexual self, I am yet to figure. But for now, the only thing I want to rip into is another packet of Doritos. In fact, the only drive that has me excited for anything is the one to the grocery store!
Maybe it is the existential crisis we are in or the overthinking about the future and all the ones that have been dying out there, that has me all tuned out, I tell myself. Or maybe it is the fact that with my bra flung in the back of my wardrobe and that I am dressed in my shabbiest clothes, is taking a toll on me. I still think about my bed sometimes though, except it is no longer for sleeping with someone, as much as it is about just sleeping.
Suddenly, sexting seems like too much effort, masturbation feels monotonous and actual action seems like a distant dream. Which is why, as I sit here typing this out, dancing on the edge of taking a vow of abstinence, I wonder if I am the only one in this category of un-horny and happy, or are there more of us?
