I truly believed that. I really felt like I was the problem. Because trying to have sex really hurt. I felt as if I was the reason he didn’t get to have “real” sex. I was the problem. And I needed answers and a fix. ASAP.
Mostly, I felt as if our wedding vows had rushed in to test our new marriage. Would we love and care for one another in this unexpected and immediate valley?
What I couldn’t see then, through all the intrusive, chaotic thoughts I was having, is that we actually had a great honeymoon. And we actually had some really beautiful intimacy. It was different from what we expected, but it was fun, sacred, and we were still wildly into each other. While some might argue we didn’t consummate our marriage… to me, we did.
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