Manic Sex Cravings

If any of my family members or anyone else that might not want to hear about my sex life because it may a) scar you or b) cause you to react negatively (judging, gossiping, etc.), please do the right thing and hit the little “X” at the top right corner of your screen now. Everyone else: Welcome to my world!

Being manic for a short period of time can be quite nice. My mood is pleasant and uplifted, I feel more articulate and creative than when I’m depressed, I have more energy and drive so I accomplish more things in shorter amounts of time, and I feel more like a “normal” human. Yes, I know that the word, “normal” is bullshit but that’s how I feel right now, with one exception: I can’t get enough sex.

I’m not usually a very sexually active person. Like, I don’t typically want to have sex more than once or twice a month (right before my period, when my lady hormones are doing their best to make me pass on my genes). When I’m very depressed, I go months without sex or any other related activity. I assume that other people go through sexual spurts (no pun intended) like I do. The difference comes with mania.

When I’m manic, which I am now, I am sexually insatiable. I have sex with my husband multiple times a night, do wilder things in bed, masturbate daily, dream about sex, daydream about sex…you get the point. This is great fun for a day or two. My husband is a good sport, dealing with the decreased sleep and the physical pain from overworked muscles and reproductive parts like a champ. After about three days, which is where I am now, it gets to be too much for both of us. But I still want more.

I cannot speak for my husband’s pain but the most common problems that I experience after too much sexy time are fatigue, painfully sensitive and swollen labia and vagina, and vaginal dryness. These things cause discomfort throughout the day and they’re downright problematic when I try to continue my sexscapades. It doesn’t stop when I’m asleep either.

When I’m manic, I have realistic dreams involving sex. I usually get to the point just before satisfaction, be it penetration or orgasm, and then I wake up. This is slightly frustrating, so I end up masturbating or having fun with my husband. He works most weekdays and Saturdays, so I’m usually on my own. No problem. This girl knows how to take care of herself.

Funny manic story: Several years ago, I was a volunteer co-leader for a scout troop in a small rural village. My fellow co-leader hosted a Pure Romance party and invited me. After the Pure Romance independent sales consultant gave her spiel and passed around a variety of gadgets, lubes, etc., she announced that the party attendees would get to choose one product that would be offered for a discounted rate at that party. When it came time to vote, nobody suggested anything so I called out the name of a butt plug. The other party attendees got strange looks of confusion and amusement on their faces. I would not have done that it I weren’t manic. Discounted butt plugs for everyone!

I have been debating writing this post because it shares some private information about my intimate life, but I love full disclosure and this blog is about my entire life bipolar, not just the things that are easy or safe to talk about. So I hope that you found this informative or at least interesting. If not, you prolly shouda hit that X in the beginning like I told you to 😉