A few years ago, I divorced my husband. During the weekdays, I leave my child at my parents' house and only live with them on weekends. It's tough, but since my ex-husband doesn't pay child support, I have to work hard to make ends meet. I thought that having just 'my child' and 'work' would be enough for me. But it wasn't. After being held for the first time in a long while...I remembered the joy of being desired as a woman. Even if it's just a convenient relationship, I want someone to desire me as a woman. But, I can't say that.
