I suppose it is my fault that I live this way. I always have the talk... I'm sure most of you know... the "There needs to be more passion, sex, etc" talk, with my partner. I get the "I agree" blah blah blah. Now I am four years in, with only a sad handful of sexual experiences, and I feel there is no way out. Part of my brain contemplates cheating... because before this relationship I had a very healthy sexual appetite. I was almost addicted, but I had more self control than an addict. Then I met my partner and at first the sex was very hot, and then it slowed to a halt... quickly. Now I am lucky if we have sex once a month. And if I never complained, we would probably stop having sex altogether. I am so upset, because nothing ever gets resolved. We have been having this issue for 3.5 of our 4 years together... but I feel I can't leave because I am married to my soulmate. We are best friends and so in love... but I feel there must be something wrong with me. What other reason would there be for my lover to have no interest in me? I'm just fearful this will never change, and I feel so pathetic.