OK Sooner, I'll bite, in an effort to stir things up around here a little bit.
Quote: On a side note, while in the interim period of deciding how I'm going to move forward, I stifled the withdrawl a bit the other morning and initiated with my wife as we were waking up. I had to ask twice (with a little time in between) as the first answer I got was "I've really got to get up and get to work", but she eventually gave in and I got to have sex for the first time in more than two months. It wasn't particularly romantic or "connected", but when you're starving even the tiniest morsel is somewhat satisfying.
This is exactly the kind of "chase" that I grew tired of, and ultimately made me just decide to stop pursuing my LD/ND wife altogether. Sure, I'd get my rocks off, but it just became too damned sad, too humiliating, to ALWAYS have to pursue her this way.
"Gave in"??? "Got to have sex"???? Ugh.
Don't get me wrong, I know EXACTLY how you feel, and have been exactly where you are. But I'm sorry, I'd rather keep my pride intact and be celibate that chase after those kind of morsels.
