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Confession time: I’ve officially joined the Mounjaro movement.
Let’s just say Paris played its part. That unforgettable summer in the city had me indulging in every baguette, croissant, and cheese platter available. Then there was the YouTube channel I launched to promote my new radio show, which unfortunately captured the double chin I had acquired. Oh, and let’s not forget about my Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS), which has stubbornly clung to those extra pounds.
By February, after the holiday indulgences, I found myself at a real low point.
So, when I managed to secure a month’s supply of Mounjaro through telehealth, I decided to give it a shot.
I’m not going to lie—it actually worked wonders!
By the time I was popping on a ball gown for last weekend’s White House Correspondents’ Dinner, I looked tiny.
So much so, that the original designer dress I was supposed to wear – a beautiful silver sparkly number – no longer fit.
After years of struggle, in one month, I lost 13 pounds. Yes, 13 whopping pounds.
By the time I was popping on a ball gown for the recent White House Correspondents’ Dinner, I looked tiny
According to statistics from JP Morgan, approximately ten million Americans are on branded GLP-1s in 2026 – and an estimated 30 million are expected to be on the medication in four years
But dear reader, it came at a cost. One that was too big to bear.
And as I sit here scoffing a deliciously sugar-riddled, BBQ brisket burger and a free-pour margarita in a carb-riddled bar in Fort Worth, Texas, I’ll tell you why I won’t be back on it in a hurry.
I lost something far more important than those pounds: I lost my libido.
Yes, the very thing that gets me out of bed (and let’s be honest, into it) each day.
Heck, it’s the thing I’ve built my career on.
Poof! Gone! Within two hours of my first injection.
But do you know what was worse? At first, I didn’t even miss it.
Which could also, and obviously, be said for food.
The reason I had resisted Mounjaro for so long in the first place, was because I love my food. Its cheesy, gooey goodness. Its sweet, energizing stickiness. Its salty savoriness. If I were going to a restaurant, I would look up the menu hours ahead and plan what I would order.
In moments of heartbreak, I turned to it for comfort. Dining out is one of my love languages.
But this crazy thing happens on Mounjaro. You just stop thinking about it. And even the idea of a big meal makes you feel queasy.
Your cravings change. The idea of anything greasy or sweet made me want to barf.
That part I loved. But then the head spins started, and I realized that, as nice as it was to not crave food, you do actually need it.
So, I started stacking up on protein. I could manage half a steak, or some turkey and a protein yogurt. And that kept the light-headedness at bay.
But what that didn’t cover was my libido.
Because the thing about these GLP-1’s is that they stop head noise.
In my case, it also stopped the head noise around sex. I no longer fantasized. Checking out a handsome man who walked into a bar suddenly became ‘meh.’ Even the idea of going on a date was exhausting.
In my case, GLP-1s also stopped the head noise around sex
I no longer fantasized. Checking out a handsome man who walked into a bar suddenly became ‘meh.’ Even the idea of going on a date was exhausting
It was great for an overthinker – I’ve never been so zen – but it was terrible for any thoughts of randiness.
Plus, I certainly didn’t have the energy for it.
Because, despite being on the smallest dose, for me it just zapped all energy.
The first day of every injection wiped me. While I’ve been blessed with a job that I can literally do from bed, was I up for a couple of rounds in the bedroom? No. And I had no interest in it.
It wasn’t until I started losing interest in dating or any form of romance that I thought to myself: ‘OK, Jana, this has gone too far.’
It’s been a month since my last dose and what I will say is I don’t regret going on it. It made me shed those extra pounds that kept me unhealthy and it has also helped me to recognize healthy food portions and embrace the importance of protein and eating more mindfully.
But I think I’ll stick to exercise over Mounjaro. Because the joy of that first orgasm once you’ve given up those injections reminded me what really matters to me – and what I’m really prepared to sacrifice for that extra snatched waist.
Life is for living, and no one should give up orgasms. Not for even the cutest Instagram pics.
Now pass the butter, and… fancy a date?