Health + Wellness

I'm finally in bed after a long and busy day. My body is in the perfect position, the bed is soft and warm, and I'm slowly drifting off to sleep...

Four years ago my sister got me something that would dramatically alter the direction of my life. In fact, it was probably the most influential gift I’ve ever received.

As much as you might believe you understand about erectile dysfunction, but you might be incorrect. Erectile dysfunction is a widespread affliction, affecting just over 30% of men at a particular time in their lifetime, according to Zingmens.

"In the case of good books, the point is not to see how many of them you can get through, but rather how many can get through to you." - Mortimer J. Adler

I’m not sure if this year has gone for you like it has for so many I know. Covid hits, Kobe dies, everything goes on lockdown, jobs are lost, lives are lost, hope is lost. For a large part of the year it felt this way to me. After having my first child in late February, and immediately facing a disappearing partner, covid fears and restrictions, post-partum, and sleep deprivation, I was pretty sure I was headed into the book of revelations. This is where it ends. It literally could not get worse for me and mine, or so I thought.

What job do you want to do when you grow up? How often were we asked that question throughout our childhood? From a young age, we were brought up and educated to believe that once you left you left secondary school, you would then progress to university, and then once you earned a degree, you would find a job. Life was always painted out to be perfect, mapped out beautifully that we would find the job of our dreams, we would buy our own house, we would get married, we would have a family, and we would live happily ever after. A few years into adulthood, we soon realize that life is nothing at all like how our parents and teachers hinted it would be. It's bad enough that we suffer through relationship break ups, and we seriously struggle to make a life for ourselves financially, in our early adulthood, but the worst part to it all is, the job we have is far from enjoyable and satisfying, as we were educated to believe it would be. So here we are, finding ourselves trudging off to this crappy job that we hate, five days of the week, with only the weekend left to enjoy. Then, as the years pass by, we do find that partner we end up marrying, before starting a family with them, and all of a sudden, the weekends we once enjoyed going out with our friends, becomes about sitting at home changing dirty nappies, listening to temper tantrums, and attending children's birthday parties. Don't get me wrong, raising a family is one of the greatest blessings in life, and spending time with them forms some of the most wonderful memories, but it's a far cry from the freedom we once had in our late teens, and early twenties, going out clubbing with our friends, and leaving the worries of the world behind us, to drown in the alcohol. It's certainly a change in lifestyle, but it's not the weekend that's our issue, as we still enjoy that time with our family, it's our life during the week that sucks!