No hijack at all my friend. Thanks for writing back to me. A lot of your sitch is common in mine. I feel awful for my kids. How horrible it will be if they have to grow up without an intact family...I truly belive that. Sex was the same in my M. as well. She always seemed to require a "two-mile long runway" to get anywhere, and it was difficult and became no sex after a while, much like you. She was never satisified. I think my W. like yours, has some realy issues, not that we don't, but..........If she had no memory of having sex with you, who really had the problem? I think of how many times I've had so many drinks, but not once was my memory totally blotted out...Fuzzy, yes, but not blotted out. I hear you about the three years. I'm going into year three myself, but if that's what she wants, she'll have to do the whole job. I'll be away for almost two years by the time I redeploy from Iraq.
Passion aside, once you settle into using the same commode with someone and wake up next to them, that s*it rubs off. It DOES become a choice...pure and simple, I believe. I believe in commitments. I don't walk away from anything, and I won't on this either. I got that line from her in July of 05: "Don't you want to find somebody who knocks your socks off?" WHAT? We have three kids at a very vulnerable age. Let's get our minds back in the game.
Your dating stories make me ill. I don't want to have that to look forward to.......Stop by again. You've got some great wisdom. I could use the help. Just no more 400 pound smoker stories OK?
