My wife and I were both born 1980 though her birthday is the last day of the year and mine is in march. We have 2 sons born 2010 and 2012. Our marriage: We met in the summer of 2004. We were in a christian theatre ministry together. When we first met the most remarkable thing was that we shook hands instead of hugging and then we talked about our lives. (It was that kind of organisation. People thrown together at random, shyness isn't allowed so people forget to be shy) she stayed behind in the house when I was being taken to my room for the night and as I stepped into the car a thought struck me much like a separate voivce speaking to me, "that is the woman I will marry."
I then spent the majority of the summer avoiding her because... Commitment was scary I guess. Anyway, we left on tour (separate groups) engineered it so we spent christmas together and I proposed the day after her birthday.
Then came back for one more tour, this time too was separate in spite of company policy of keeping engaged people together.
We married on august 9th 2005 on practically no budget, family pitched in to help in all sorts of ways and the wedding was really nice.
Half a week after the wedding we moved to a small island off the coast of sweden and I went to university to become a gameprogramer. She studied Swedish and started working part-time in a cafeteria.
Once my studies were done 2009 we moved to landskrona (south tip of sweden) were I tried to find a job for a few years. My wife started studying to become a preschool teacher in 2011. Got pregnant with our youngest and I started studying to become a preschool teacher myself.
Our youngest had colic (screamed almost constantly) and my wife had yet again started a part-time job as a hungarian teacher (paid enoug to buy the ticket to get to the job and back) So evwn though I was studying and she was still on maternity-leave from studying we separated our beds, I slept with our youngest and she slept with our older calmer son.
I remember that in the beginning we both had fears about losing closeness, but we'd persevere, nothing would tear us apart.
The summer of 2012 my wife joined me in school, left her job and we had a lot of fun. Summer of 2013 we moved our beds back together and... Sex was underwhelming. Mechanical at best. And my wifes period which previously lasted 3 days like clockwork now had week of pms, 1 week of severe bleeding and 1 week of light bleeding, leaving 1 week open for sex before the cycle would restart. The doctors weren't worried. This would lessen by itself.
Looking back this is were I started masturbating quite a bit. I was and still am ashamed of it, but a 1 week window per month is..... not good.
We wrote our thesis together in the summer of 2015. Graduated end of january 2016 and my wife immediately got a jobb whilst now, september 2016 I'm still looking for work, in a field were they're desperate for workers. Especially educated workers.
Add to this that my wife feels shoved aside and underappreciated at her jobb and I suggested that she reach out to her coworkers instead of switching jobbs withing 2 months like her 10 predessesors.
And shortly after I was literally garanteed a job by the employer (we were already celebrating at home) and then got slamdunked with a "we hired someone more qualified, sorry". Shortly after that she demanded that I initiate sex. Something I definetly used to do before our youngest child was born but now felt I could no longer keep track of my window of opportunity. No time limit was put on this demand, but I still felt like I'd failed her when she told me she wasn't in love with me.
