Too stressed to have sex?

In my student years, I felt like I was experiencing a peak of stress. I studied like crazy, still lived at home, had my black and then blue period, but it was never so bad that it affected my sexuality in any way. I even masturbated as a studying reward. That's why I didn't really believe in the impact of stress on sex, at least not on mine. I could move mountains, even if I felt bad or under unbearable pressure. I never dreamed at the time that real stress would hit me in the face until years later.I

When I got my first real job, I got along fine. I discovered new dimensions, and for the first time in my life, I had the money to do and afford what I couldn't do when I was a student. I worked hard in the morning and then enjoyed the fruits of my labor in the afternoon. I still excelled in masturbation and took advantage of every minute of silence and peace. Over the years and promotions, I have taken on more and more work tasks, as I urgently needed a higher salary to afford my own space under the sun during the worst housing price rise. A place where I would have a lot of peace and time to constantly try out the toys that were patiently waiting in the closet.  

But the struggle has taken its toll. When others were at the top of their life energy, I felt a shortage. When I was driving home from work, all I could think about was a long afternoon rest in the shelter of my room. I didn't even think about masturbating. But the pink period has come. The desire for sex was enormous. Suddenly, I felt the lower floor again. I was enjoying myself for a while. I have known since childhood that all victories are too beautiful to last. Although I definitely won from the point of view of life, realizing my children's dream of buying an apartment and a car one day, digging money out of my bank account took me down. "When you're walking above the clouds, watch your every move," or something like that, from one of the Slovenian songs. Proportionately, my desire for masturbation and sex also waned. I enjoyed it when I had it, but I was rarely the one to initiate. I was more comfortable sleeping and cuddling.  

I have experienced that stress is a real libido killer on my own skin. I deserved it, as I did not believe it. Significant stress events are not a problem; the bigger issue for libido is everyday stress. And since my apartment was under construction for more than two years, the stress was increasing day by day. The eternal story of spending money, leading, and preparing for meetings and business trips ran through my mind. It overtook me by surprise, so I didn't even have time to think about how to get rid of it.  

When you are under stress, your body is silently overwhelmed by small changes that, over time, grow into massive ones. The body's response to stress increases the levels of the hormones cortisol and adrenaline. These two, however, kill libido if in high amounts. When stress becomes chronic, the body reduces sex hormone production and increases cortisol production, keeping the body prepared for the worst-case scenario. Indirectly, stress also affects our mood and thinking.  

How to relieve stress? There is no simple way. I unknowingly tried aromatherapy - my apartment is flooded with the smell of bergamot or holy wood, but I have recently abandoned breathing exercises and meditation. I haven't given up on other things like a healthy diet and a good night's sleep.  

While writing this article, I answered a few questions and realized that I had unwittingly given up some habits that served their purpose. They were buried by greed and an eternal desire for financial security and a home, pushing me into the wind in recent years. I'm slowly coming back, but not everything always goes smoothly. I have headaches, and there are extended periods when I would like to spend my life in someone's arms. I would close my eyes and indulge in the moment and aromatherapy of the body next to me.