Dying for Sex

It all started with a reel.

You know the ones that make you stop scrolling and actually laugh out loud? That was me. I didn’t even know what the show was, but I saw the clip, cracked up, then saw the title: Dying for Sex. I was like - okay, I have to watch this.

Cue full detective mode. I searched every streaming platform and when I finally found it on Disney Plus, I signed up for a free trial just to binge it. No regrets. Two nights, done. And I haven’t stopped thinking about it since.

I thought it’d be a light, cheeky comedy. And it is funny - but it’s also soooo much more. It dives deep into sex, trauma, friendship, healing, kink, grief, cancer, psychology and death. It’s raw and weird and comforting and chaotic and heartbreaking - and it somehow manages to be all of those things at once.

Spoiler alert ahead!
If you haven’t watched it yet, maybe save this post and come back after - you’re gonna want to go into it fresh. Trust me.

Platonic Soulmates Are Real

The friendship between Molly and Nikki is honestly the heart of the show - and it absolutely touched me. They talk like no one’s listening, about stuff most people are too scared to admit even to themselves. Their connection is deep and chaotic and tender and funny and just… real. Watching them together felt like watching the kind of friendship we don’t talk about enough.

It made me stop and think about the female friendships in my life - and how lucky I am. I honestly think I’ve got a few platonic soulmates. The kind of friends who know your shit and stay anyway. Who show up in the mess. Who love you in ways that run deeper than anything romantic ever could. This show reminded me that those relationships deserve to be celebrated just as much as romantic ones - maybe even more.

What Would You Do If Time Was Running Out?

That question hangs over the whole show. Molly gets diagnosed with terminal cancer, and instead of retreating, she starts saying yes to herself. She leaves her marriage. She starts exploring her sexuality. She chooses joy, even if it’s messy. Especially if it’s messy.

It really made me stop and think - what am I putting off for some imaginary “later”? What would I change if I knew time was limited?

There’s this scene where Nurse Amy explains the process of dying like it’s just a natural bodily function. And somehow, that made it feel a little less terrifying. Then Molly calls death “a trip just for me,” and that line has stuck with me. There’s something strangely peaceful in that.

Sex = Psychology

Molly’s sexual journey? Absolutely fascinating. Not in a shock-value kind of way - but in a curious, honest, exploratory kind of way. It’s not just about sex - it’s about power, healing, connection, control, surrender. All the layered, messy stuff we don’t talk about enough.

I’ve always found kinks and the psychology of sex completely fascinating. Because honestly, we can’t always explain what we’re into - we just are. Some people get off on some pretty weird shit, but like… who are we to judge? We like what we like. Sex is just as much in our minds as it is in our bodies.

And this show makes that clear. It shows sex in all its forms - not just physical, not just penetration. It can be verbal, emotional, mental, playful, dominant, tender, whatever. The way it’s portrayed feels real and human, not filtered or sugar-coated.

The Truth Is Healing

This is the part that hit me most - not the sex, not the diagnosis, not even the grief. It was the truth. The way Molly and Nikki talk to each other. The way they tell the real stories. The messy ones. The hard ones. The ones most people never say out loud.

I try to be as honest as I can , especially when I write, but if I’m being real, there are still parts of me that I keep hidden. And I think we all do. We’ve all got our shit - our own quiet little demons or secrets or things we’re still figuring out. And how could we not? We’re the only person who’s with us all the time.

But this show made me want to be a bit braver. A bit more open. It reminded me that saying the thing - whatever the thing is - is where connection starts.

So Yeah… Go Watch It

Do it with a cup of tea (or a wine), an open heart and maybe a best friend nearby. Because this one hits. And it just might make you laugh, cry, reflect and feel a little braver about living the way you really want to live. Let it mess with your head a little. Let it sit with you. Text your bestie halfway through…

And when you finish it, maybe take a second to ask yourself:

What do I really want? What have I been keeping quiet? What would I stop waiting for if I knew time was short?

Being honest is messy - but it’s also where real connection starts.

Watch it here!