My Therapist Tied the Still Face Experiment to my Sex Life

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As promised, to myself and to y’all, I’ll be “pitching” essays here more frequently and subsequently sharing rejected ones as well. This was originally enthusiastically accepted and then rejected- a higher up editor deemed it unsuitable for their current needs so a $75 kill/fee was offered, a fraction of what the original contract was for.

At any rate, I’m really proud of this piece- the vulnerability and willingness to heal, to be harm-reducing, and the accountability required to heal ourselves individually while simultaneously being healed through relational love.

It would mean a tremendous amount to me if you shared widely should you find value and//or relatability. As always, your support is deeply appreciated by myself and my family.

xxx

It is 6:30 am on a Sunday morning and I am turning over to meet my fiance’s face as he barely manages a whisper of “I’m getting a migraine.” There is a toddler on the other side of me and immediately my brain breaks into two parts- motherhood-in-action and “there goes our sex life.”