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I've been married two years, and we are both in our early 30s. We dated for a year before getting married.
Our sex life started off on a bad note. The first time we tried to have sex while dating, he was not able to maintain an erection after penetration.
Because I had friends whose boyfriends dealt with some impotence, I tried to do the opposite of what they had done. I didn't make a fuss, I was patient, I held back and tried to suppress my sexual needs, hoping that if I didn't cause him to feel stressed about it, he'd feel more confident and that would improve things.
After a few months of dating I started pressing him a bit saying that it wasn't typical for a guy in his early 30s to be dealing with this to the extent that we were almost never able to have sex normally (though he tried his best to please me in other ways). Finally he went to a doctor, got on blood pressure medication, and that improved things a little bit. He was able to maintain longer, to finish most of the time, and the sex, when it happened, was very good. He always told me how much he wanted me, how attracted to me he was, that he thought I was gorgeous, and that I wasn't the problem. And at the time, I actually looked pretty damn good.
We got engaged and then moved in together. Every other aspect of our relationship seemed great. I wanted to make a life with him. As soon as we moved into our new place, he hurt his back and was out of work for five months. We still had some sex during this time, but not a lot, though I chalked it up to back pain, being depressed about being out of work, and tried not to press the issue. But then he went back to work, even got a new job, and then there was always a new reason: he was stressed, or he was overworked. I've out-earned him for most of our time together, even though he's narrowed the gap recently, so it's not like he was dealing with the pressure of being a breadwinner, and because this was happening before we intertwined our finances, I didn't think it was the reason.
I went through a several month period of low interest in sex, gained some weight--turned out this was due to my birth control, but he didn't seem particularly perturbed by the lack of sex. Once I got off that birth control and my sex drive went back to normal, I started to really feel the lack of physical intimacy. We've been having sex once or twice a month on average. Sometimes it's gone six weeks or longer.
I'd bring it up, let him know how frustrated and neglected I was feeling, and we'd have sex twice or three times in that week, and then things would go back to normal. And of course he always made me feel like crap by starting to berate himself and talking about how he is a failure and can't perform. He seemed to have very little interest (even though he's otherwise very affectionate physically--kissing, cuddling, fondling), and still continued to have issues keeping an erection.
Finally, a couple months ago I confronted him in a big way and insisted he needs to go to the doctor, let him know how hard it has been for me to suppress my desire so much of the time so that he doesn't feel pressured or feel bad. But it has hurt me. It has left me feeling unwanted and made me question whether I want to see the rest of my life seeing sex and affection dwindle from so little into nothing.
He agreed to go to the doctor, reluctantly and after much pleading from me. Ran lots of tests. His testosterone is normal. Blood pressure is fine with the medication. No autoimmune diseases, no vitamin deficiencies. Nothing. The doctor said that he needs to take better care of his body and exercise more and that will address the fatigue and other symptoms. So there were no more excuses left, no more things to blame it on. The remaining choices were to start exercising (he's very sedentary but not really overweight) and see if it helps or try something like viagra or cialis.
Well... it's been a few weeks since that last doctor's visit. We've attempted sex a few times, and it's been disappointing. And I don't know what to do. He knows I've felt miserable and that sex is an important part of the relationship to me, indispensable. He says he wants to meet my needs and that he loves having sex with me, but he's not doing anything different. He's still eating junk. He's not exercising. He won't entertain the idea of trying to pill just to see if it will even work. And it feels like we're back to square one.
It's gotten to the point where I keep thinking about the amazing sex life I had with my ex and missing it. I find myself increasingly irritated with my husband's faults, and even though I don't say anything, rather than wanting to be supportive and understanding when he is down, I am starting to see him as weaker and less of a man. I'm sexually frustrated and feel totally undesirable despite making an effort to look good for him. I feel my willingness to have a physical relationship eroding out of resentment and am starting to fake enjoyment during sex, hoping that if I put on more of a show it'll help him cross the finish line.
I don't know what to do or how else to discuss it with him. When I suggested counseling, he got resentful about that and once again went the "I can't perform" and "I'm a failure" route, and while I'm left to console him and his pride, my feelings and needs remain untended, and every day, despite him being caring and wonderful in so many ways, I am feeling increasingly lonely and removed from my marriage.
Help.
Our sex life started off on a bad note. The first time we tried to have sex while dating, he was not able to maintain an erection after penetration.
Because I had friends whose boyfriends dealt with some impotence, I tried to do the opposite of what they had done. I didn't make a fuss, I was patient, I held back and tried to suppress my sexual needs, hoping that if I didn't cause him to feel stressed about it, he'd feel more confident and that would improve things.
After a few months of dating I started pressing him a bit saying that it wasn't typical for a guy in his early 30s to be dealing with this to the extent that we were almost never able to have sex normally (though he tried his best to please me in other ways). Finally he went to a doctor, got on blood pressure medication, and that improved things a little bit. He was able to maintain longer, to finish most of the time, and the sex, when it happened, was very good. He always told me how much he wanted me, how attracted to me he was, that he thought I was gorgeous, and that I wasn't the problem. And at the time, I actually looked pretty damn good.
We got engaged and then moved in together. Every other aspect of our relationship seemed great. I wanted to make a life with him. As soon as we moved into our new place, he hurt his back and was out of work for five months. We still had some sex during this time, but not a lot, though I chalked it up to back pain, being depressed about being out of work, and tried not to press the issue. But then he went back to work, even got a new job, and then there was always a new reason: he was stressed, or he was overworked. I've out-earned him for most of our time together, even though he's narrowed the gap recently, so it's not like he was dealing with the pressure of being a breadwinner, and because this was happening before we intertwined our finances, I didn't think it was the reason.
I went through a several month period of low interest in sex, gained some weight--turned out this was due to my birth control, but he didn't seem particularly perturbed by the lack of sex. Once I got off that birth control and my sex drive went back to normal, I started to really feel the lack of physical intimacy. We've been having sex once or twice a month on average. Sometimes it's gone six weeks or longer.
I'd bring it up, let him know how frustrated and neglected I was feeling, and we'd have sex twice or three times in that week, and then things would go back to normal. And of course he always made me feel like crap by starting to berate himself and talking about how he is a failure and can't perform. He seemed to have very little interest (even though he's otherwise very affectionate physically--kissing, cuddling, fondling), and still continued to have issues keeping an erection.
Finally, a couple months ago I confronted him in a big way and insisted he needs to go to the doctor, let him know how hard it has been for me to suppress my desire so much of the time so that he doesn't feel pressured or feel bad. But it has hurt me. It has left me feeling unwanted and made me question whether I want to see the rest of my life seeing sex and affection dwindle from so little into nothing.
He agreed to go to the doctor, reluctantly and after much pleading from me. Ran lots of tests. His testosterone is normal. Blood pressure is fine with the medication. No autoimmune diseases, no vitamin deficiencies. Nothing. The doctor said that he needs to take better care of his body and exercise more and that will address the fatigue and other symptoms. So there were no more excuses left, no more things to blame it on. The remaining choices were to start exercising (he's very sedentary but not really overweight) and see if it helps or try something like viagra or cialis.
Well... it's been a few weeks since that last doctor's visit. We've attempted sex a few times, and it's been disappointing. And I don't know what to do. He knows I've felt miserable and that sex is an important part of the relationship to me, indispensable. He says he wants to meet my needs and that he loves having sex with me, but he's not doing anything different. He's still eating junk. He's not exercising. He won't entertain the idea of trying to pill just to see if it will even work. And it feels like we're back to square one.
It's gotten to the point where I keep thinking about the amazing sex life I had with my ex and missing it. I find myself increasingly irritated with my husband's faults, and even though I don't say anything, rather than wanting to be supportive and understanding when he is down, I am starting to see him as weaker and less of a man. I'm sexually frustrated and feel totally undesirable despite making an effort to look good for him. I feel my willingness to have a physical relationship eroding out of resentment and am starting to fake enjoyment during sex, hoping that if I put on more of a show it'll help him cross the finish line.
I don't know what to do or how else to discuss it with him. When I suggested counseling, he got resentful about that and once again went the "I can't perform" and "I'm a failure" route, and while I'm left to console him and his pride, my feelings and needs remain untended, and every day, despite him being caring and wonderful in so many ways, I am feeling increasingly lonely and removed from my marriage.
Help.