What Seeing A Photo Of An Old Fling In A Penis Museum Made Me Realize About My Marriage
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"Was I carrying unresolved feelings? Was I unhappy in my marriage and didn’t realize it?"
When my husband and I went to Iceland, the first place we visited was a penis museum. I was okay with seeing preserved phalluses of whales, polar bears and reindeer, but it was hard to get past people shrieking in disgust or snapping selfies while pretending to lick the exhibits. Worse yet were the guys who boasted things like, “That moose has nothing on me.” I sighed, wondering if men would ever stop obsessing over the inches in our pants. Unlike the other patrons, my husband quietly observed each display with his hands neatly folded behind his back. I moved past the animals in favor of photos of naked men on the wall. To my surprise, I recognized one of the models. I was stunned. Who goes to a penis museum in Iceland with his husband and finds a picture of a man he’d slept with?More Related News