Why do you count the minutes since you last had sex? I hope you'll forgive my curiosity but it seems almost like you find some pleasure in that very big number.
I am nowhere near 17 years, and hope it doesn't end up being that long, or maybe it will be forever, who knows. But I put it out of my mind and I don't think about it. I can tell you within plus or minus six months but can't be sure of the date or the year without going back over my journals, which I don't do.
Is keeping track of it on your stopwatch giving you a sense of pride in your sacrifice, or is it needlessly torturing yourself?
I'm wondering if I'm weird or, well, how come we have such different opinions about focusing on painful things.
I am being a bit facetious and a bit sarcastic by giving the minutes (and yes, it is a big number).
I know when the last time we had sex because of it's timing relative to Easter in 1997 and the fact that her mother suffered a stroke only a few weeks later. I know the date of the big blow up because it was Veteran's Day in 1997. I know within a week of when she said she was not willing to be sexual any longer because I/we were preparing to teach a course together and this matter was "settled" before we started.
That's a long time my man. Your story is still inspiring that you have been able to assemble great strength and will power in the face of being sexless.
You are a candidate for a FWB or a divorce, were over 15 years ago. Everyone doesn't have to understand.
I don't think you will be happy coming closer to the death bead realizing you cheated YOURSELF out of a sex life because the wife didn't want to.
