My sexual drive could not be viewed low, when you look at the classic feeling of the expression. I’ve for ages been extremely sexual—randy, in reality. Insatiable, even. When we switched to an IUD, partially as a response to my worries of the Trump presidency, partially because my birth prevention pills had killed my sexual drive and provided me with migraines, I became focused on the thing that was planning to occur to me personally.
Additionally the first couple of weeks, postinsertion, I happened to be not down for sex. We felt super gross and uncomfortable—depressing, since my sexual interest is one thing that’s constantly made me, well, me personally.