Confessions of a menopausal nymphomaniac
Single, menopausal and fed up with living without sex, Laurett Fenn downloaded several dating apps. I am the poster girl for the menopause, despite the fact that there is absolutely no good news about the menopause. But, after four years of sexless fidelity, I find myself a post-menopausal singleton in the throes of nymphomania. I want sex more than ever and that fact shreds everything I know about this sad post-fertile state. In discussions about this surge with colleagues, I am encouraged to download Tinder, Bumble and Happn. I may be closer to 60 than 50 but a lifetime of care and good genes mean I can pass for 42 and I do. The menopause has caused me to lose weight and I have a leaner look than I did in my 20s.
At the same time as the writer Caitlin Moran recently experiential, we frequently discuss the downsides of being a woman but not the difficulties men face. We asked manly readers to tell us the downsides of being a man in A lot we hide in the bathroom, not to go on our phones although to take a minute and accede to our guard down. A rugby band who put a guard up designed for 80 minutes tire out quite abruptly. Try that for every single calendar day and you begin to get a sense of what the current earth is doing to men. Socially after that politically I do just fine. Anywhere I look I see men akin to me running stuff.