bill4672a
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It is scary. I was in a similar situation when I separated from my first wife. I spent the next seven years largely on my own. Eventually, I remarried. The irony is that my new marriage became a repeat of the old. We've not been sexually intimate in over 12 years. I'm retired now, and the thought of trying again just doesn't seem worth it. Plus, due to various health issues, I am almost completely impotent, so there isn't much point. Apart from the lack of physical intimacy, my marriage is good, and I am just working to accept things as they are. I'm not suggesting at all that you should do the same, only that I understand and appreciate your fears. I hope that your situation turns out better than mine.I find it ironic that I posted this a year ago, and nothing has changed; at all, except me. Up until the end of the summer (school summer, not meterological summer), I was still trying. Flirting, whining about not getting sex, and something in me snapped. I don't know what it was, what triggered it. I think it was someone talking about something unrelated at work, they said something along the lines of -life is short, you only live once, and living miserably for the sake of others' happiness is the slowest death- Some shit like that. As well as my mother asking me what is more important, being comfortable or happy. My marriage is like many described; he is a good guy. Nice, he works, once in a while he will help around the house especially when he sees I am about to snap (I work full time and have WAY too many duties with my job, also a doctoral student, and a mom to a teen in sports) and sometime when the floors are dirty, or the house is dirty and he is just sitting around doing nothing but watching TikTok and I am trying to do five things at once, I might agressively wash the dishes to show my discontent, but I am NOT that woman that will nag at a man to do anything. I digress...
I have tried to change myself. To not NEED sex, affection, things in common beyond a tv show or two. And it isn't working, my need for those things just keeps intensifying. Like I feel if I dont get good sex and someone to hold me soon I may literally combust from frustration. I have told him; the first time about five months after we got married. I told him that lack of sex and affection make me feel like I am not loved, desired, like I am not good enough. He tried for a week or two, and it went back to the same roomate vibe. Rinse and repeat this every few months since November/December 2019 until now. I feel nothing. I have started divorce papers; I plan on talking to him in the coming weeks and telling him all this, I've been emotionally removed from it all for a couple or more months now, and I have analyzed it all to death and just feel separating is the only choice left. But here is my issue... what if I do that. Ask him to leave, divorce him, and I am happy; but I never find exactly what I need and I am just alone. I am lonely now and have just a roomate essentially, but its so scary making huge changes.