I have just joined the site and it seems I have already started off on the wrong foot. Please don't be offended by some of the things I say. Just remember they come from a sheltered momma's boy, who is very much still green in the world.
So perhaps knowing this you may not have a hard time understanding my wifes motivation for leaving me. It's an embarassing story that I wouldn't tell if only I know that many of you will remain supportive. Our marriage was never really great to start. We stopped having sex (my wishes) at around 6 months. The very thought of it disgusted me ( and before some of you ask me if I'm really gay, don't!, I find that even more disgusting). So anyway, around 3 years ago while attempting to engage of some form of sexual activity with my wife, she began to cry, and then left the house. Now..I know I'm no Romeo but I found this especially discerning. This would be the last time I saw my wife until she came with her father to pick up the rest of belongings. It hurts me that she left me, it hurts me even more that she left me during sex. It's been three years and I have finally started to realize that it was just as much my fault as it was hers. I am slowely putting the pieces of my life back together.
