There Is HopeThere has to be hope, it's the only thing that keeps me sane.
I'm lucky (I guess) that my sexless marriage is due to my husband' ill health and his medication, rather than him being some selfish jerk, which is some comfort at least (unless I'm having a bad day and then I torture myself with all the other possible reasons for it). He makes me laugh, we share the same interests, he supports me completely in whatever I want to do and is there to help pick up the pieces when things go wrong. We have a good marriage, aside from the fact that we haven't had sex in almost two years.
I live in hope that one day things might improve, that he will get well again and pick up enthusiastically where we left off.
*sigh* A girl can dream, can't she?