I Live In a Sexless Marriage
Fresh off a post on error functions I have decided to investigate whether the answer for many of us is time travel.
I am dialing back to when I was happy. When the intimacy was there, the sex was good enough. Where I felt whole in body and mind and was in love. When we met but beyond the first rush and newness parts.
I am not that person now. I am not the person she fell in love with.
Nor is she the same. Yet, so much to admire, so much to love.
There were glimmers of sexuality in her then. Can we recapture them? Can we build from that point in the past rather than the point we find ourselves in now?
One answer is “Yes – with work on both sides you can go back. But and then you will just repave the same road.” That is not a path I care to tread.
Still stripping back time – the faults, the slights, the wounds, the admonitions – has merit I think. Back to a point of excitement and promise for our future – this is the pile of truth I look for in my mind today.
I am dialing back to when I was happy. When the intimacy was there, the sex was good enough. Where I felt whole in body and mind and was in love. When we met but beyond the first rush and newness parts.
I am not that person now. I am not the person she fell in love with.
Nor is she the same. Yet, so much to admire, so much to love.
There were glimmers of sexuality in her then. Can we recapture them? Can we build from that point in the past rather than the point we find ourselves in now?
One answer is “Yes – with work on both sides you can go back. But and then you will just repave the same road.” That is not a path I care to tread.
Still stripping back time – the faults, the slights, the wounds, the admonitions – has merit I think. Back to a point of excitement and promise for our future – this is the pile of truth I look for in my mind today.
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