That is a big part of the pain at my end. No nookie is irritating, but the lack of interest in my doings and interests is worse. Of course, one of my worst faults is that I am a autie chatterbox who craves an audience, so it does not help that one of the things which is missing from my life is something that I really need.Sometimes, the loudest silence in a marriage isn’t about sex..it’s about vanishing. (or mentally not here with us..that hurts) I used to think I was starving for touch. later I realized: I was starving for witness.
But here’s the irony..…even in absence, I’ve found presence. Loneliness taught me how to make love to my life, not just a lover.
If you’re here feeling hollow, please know...you are not broken. You are blooming in unexpected soil. its not just about sex we lost, but the selves we are finding.