I think I figured it out
All this time I was trying to figure out why I didn't want s** with my boyfriend. I m********* too much. Almost 30 years I've been taking care of myself but now I've stopped for 3 days now and I am dying for him to get home. I REALLY didn't think that was the problem. He was thinking I didn't find him attractive- which was never the case. I just couldn't make myself get in the mood. And I was thinking there was something wrong with me, too. But now that I'm not doing anything, I want it BAD. I guess I WAS doing it up to a 2-3 times a day. But after so long a habit, I guess you just don't really comprehend that it might be a bit much and it's putting a killer on your s** life. I just can't believe the answer was so simple. Wow!