Ok, I've reread your first post and this one and nah. I take into account the 'blah blah sex is not bad of course' (I realise you don't want to sound like a prude). But it was still you deciding that because sex is a need for me, I must be a victim of society, trauma or a shitty relationship. And that's, well, far more fucked up than anything I've ever got up to.
Regarless of all that, I still believe sex is not a need and my happiness is not contingent on that and you still believe it is and it does;
No, this is bollocks. I haven't told you what sex means to you. You dictated my sexuality, I didn't dictate yours. You say sex doesn't make you happy and based on your posts, I absolutely, absolutely 100% believe you. Really, I SO believe you. Please don't worry on that score.
I know it was glib, but I do stand by the 'doing it wrong' comment. Sex drive waxes and wanes, like anything else (I didn't feel at all freaky in the first year after my baby was born). And I suppose for a lot of people (not everyone), age can be a mellower. But anyone who really, sincerely doesn't understand what it can be capable of doing and why that's important for people is, in my view, 'doing it wrong'.
They may well be happy doing it wrong (in which case they won't be so offended by the idea that I'm doing it better), but that's still my feeling.