“I was bored, angry, tired and sad. I felt all alone yet I had nothing to complain about.I had a good job, a husband who as far as I could tell wasn’t shagging his assistant, three children who apart from being the occasional assholes were pretty good kids; a house, a dog and everything else we are told as little girls we should aspire to.But inside, I was growing restless. I was sick of having the same dull conversations about meal plans and kid-friendly holidays.I was frustrated with having the same married sex I’d been having for the past seven years, or not having any sex at all.I didn’t want to be looked at as just a ‘mom’. I wanted to be desired, to make someone’s hair stand on end and go crazy for me.I didn’t want to live by some label that didn’t represent me.I looked at my messy SUV after my yoga class one morning and I wanted to vomit on it all.I panicked, thinking about how I am slowly approaching middle age and the menopause and I wondered how many years do I have left of being ‘f**ckable’ before everything starts going downhill?”F*cked at 40 is a funny, raw and empowering mid-life crisis.Tova Leigh takes the reader along on her journey of rediscovering her identity after motherhood, encouraging women to break free from society’s expectations.This paperback edition includes a hilarious new chapter on Tova's life in lockdown, revealing how vibrators didn't just add a zing but also provided an income that kept food on the table