Dad of 2 small children, 4 and 1.5yrs. I'm really unhappy - love my kids to bits, but not sure I have a "relationship" with my wife any more. Have had sex once in the last 4 3/4 years (do the maths - I'd be suspicious she was having an affair, but there are no other indicators, and I don't know where she'd fit in the time). There is no intimacy - whilst I'm a normal bloke and would really love to have a physical relationship, I think I miss that more. I'm not sure she loves me any more, but then I'm not convinced I love her either. I used to try, but there's only so much rejection you can take, so I don't bother any more. Given we had sex last time because she wanted another child (I wasn't so sure at the time, but very happy to have them both now), and it was "practicing", I almost feel used - it seems she wasn't actually interested in having sex with me at all, just in getting pregnant.
I feel like I'm just going through the motions of life - I also used to compete in sport to a pretty high level, but being a dad has limited the amount of time I have for that, so I'm now really unfit. Given a lot of my motivation came from being successful, I find it hard to even be bothered now when there seems like no prospect of ever getting back to where I was. No longer see all the friends I used to have through that - just interact with them on Facebook, which seems really sad. Not even sure I have any real friends - I suppose I should be grateful that at least I still talk to my wife, and actually really get on quite well with her as a friend most of the time, as otherwise the only people I talk to regularly are people at work (I'm not really that into my job either).
I reckon given the opportunity I'd have an affair, but there's no real worry from that perspective, as I don't really meet any women either apart from mums when I take the kids out - though it is at least nice to get a little attention from that direction as I can pretend they're smiling at me when I'm with my little one who is very cute. Have even thought about seeing a prostitute, but the idea doesn't actually appeal that much, and I'm sure I won't feel better about myself afterwards.
That's a lot of stuff - and pretty heavy for a first post I guess (it's not a troll BTW). Not really expecting any useful advice, or even much in the way of sympathy from women on here (I'm sure there is a huge amount I've done wrong), but maybe it's a bit like standing up at AA - the first time ever I've even tried to articulate these thoughts, though it makes me feel pretty sad reading back through them.