i used to love to have sex. like all the time. as much as possible. it was fabulous. the thrill of having sex and being that close with someone was indescribable. but not anymore. when i think of having sex now, i feel sick. i mean like sexual activities are okay. like i could really use some face. but no sex for me. no thanks. too boring. i lose interest and start to stare at the ceiling and find shapes in the pattern of the paint.