Hi everyone.
First off a confession, I’ve been lurking this site and the Twitch streams for a while now, trying to build my courage to write this. I am not sure if my post is even in the right place, but I just don’t know where else to turn to. Part of this is just for me to write down my thoughts, unfiltered, the way I have seen things go down, but any advice on how to move from here is welcomed.
So here goes.
I have been married for almost 12 years now. She’s a great girl, I love her to death, she is my mate and best friend, and I don’t know what I would do with my life without her. BUT on the intimacy level this relationship is pretty much a trainwreck up to the level where, in my opinion, in the last 10 years we haven’t had god sex. And though I have heard mention of in passing throughout my life, it seems that this is just accepted as the man’s fate when he marries. I haven’t changed. I am still the same guy she fell in love with all those years ago, I even have my same weight and figure, though a little older. She is all for getting her own pleasures in bed, but the fun we used to have, her willingness to please, all that is just gone pretty much from the moment we got married. The best I have to hope for these days is a distracted quick peck when I come home. I am not into kinky stuff, or excessive in my longings, but these days, and for the last 10 years, she has been completely distracted in bed, as a thousand things are apparently more important than focusing on the moment. On several occasions I have brought up her behavior, and in those times she confesses she is indeed not pulling her weight to have an equal relationship, but she’s not doing anything about it either.
We’ve been to relationship therapy on three different occasions, but there my comments are disregarded with shrugs as if it’s normal for women to basically lie and cheat their way into marriage by being all willing and then taking it away when the ‘prey is caught’, and at the last therapy I was called selfish to my face for even suggesting that I had needs that simply weren’t met.
I don’t want to loose her, she really is one in a million, as I said, she is my buddy, we’ve been through hell and back together. I just feel so powerless. I mean, women have the right to say no to sex, to say anything else is just ridiculous, but these last 10 years have just been draining the life out of me, up to the point where I have started thinking about looking into prostitutes, or being unfaithful, but this would just ruin what we have with lies and deceit. To clarify, I am not asking permission to stray, because I am fully aware none of you is able to give that to me, or forbid me.
I think my real question here is that I just can’t understand how I, and from what I hear men in general, can be treated like this, and it is just accepted as the fate of the married man. How can she be so selfish, so self-centered, not to care for the man she marries, the man she loves? Does she even still love me if she treats me like this? Because revisiting the topic has now turned to her just being annoyed that I am bringing it up again, which if I keep doing it will also stress the relationship to a possible breaking point.
Any which way I turn I feel I am trapped, and this problem of lack of the ultimate expression of love, basically the glue that keeps a relationship together. I understand that a woman needs to feel safe and secure to have sex, but to a man sex is the way to feel safe and secure in the relationship, an affirmation of love, that she wants him as a mate and not just as a meal-ticket, because that’s what I pretty much feel like. Around 80% of all breakups revolve around sexual dissatisfaction, and the only thought that gives me any inner peace is that being alone is worse, which is a terrible comparison to make! Having one leg to hop around on after the other has been maliciously or callously cut off is still better than having no legs at all? What is that for insanity? So why is this somehow normal?
And how do I find my way back to the woman I fell in love with in the time we couldn’t get enough of each other? Is this just a ‘eat a Ritz cracker each day and in the end you’ll be sick of Ritz crackers?’ thing? And if so then why do we tolerate monogamy at all?
As I said, any (well-meaning) advice or thoughts on the subject is welcome, even if it’s a ‘hey man, I’m in the same boat, I feel ya’. And if you feel this topic is inappropriate for this forum, then feel free to ask the Mods to delete it. I write something like this about two times a year when I am at my emotionally lowest and don’t know how to press on, but this is the first time I am shouting it into the void, and publicly show that I hurt inside for the world to see, even if I feel the need to do so anonymously because I feel my words are not acceptable.
/endrant
Wim