I feel I owe you all an update.
Things didn’t get off to an auspicious start. I wanted to leave for the hotel after we both got back from commitments we both had Saturday am. Unfortunately, DW got back later than expected. We then had to pack. As we were going to a hotel that had a spa & swimming pool, she had packed a swimming costume – things didn’t look good.
She then suggested that we go and see my mum (which we usually do on a Saturday pm) before we go to the hotel. Mums in a home with Dementia, so although I REALLY just wanted to get to the hotel, I agreed.
We spent what was to me an excruciating hour or so with my mum, to whom I’d like to apologise, as my attention was just not where it was supposed to be.
We finally got to the hotel just before 5pm, booked a meal for 8pm, and went to the room.
After unpacking DW suggested we explore the hotel. I couldn’t wait any longer. I said I wanted to talk. It was at this point I realised she knew that there was something on my mind. She asked if this was something to do with why I hadn’t been sleeping well for the last couple of weeks. I said yes, and then dove straight in.
We had an amazing conversation, with no tears, no blame, and no recriminations.
I explained that I was really concerned that our physical relationship had seemingly vanished. I told her how much I love her, how much I enjoyed our relationship, how I didn’t want there to be anyone else, but that I really needed there to be a physical aspect to our relationship, and that I wanted to have regular sex with her.
She told me that for her, things had changed after the birth of our second child, which I get. Obviously having two needy children demanding your time and body is something a man can’t really understand, even house husbands, but I understood that me coming home and “demanding” sex wasn’t what she needed.
It didn’t help that I work away from home during the week sometimes, and when I got home on a Friday I just wanted to have sex, but of course, hadn’t really thought about what she wanted and needed.
She also said she felt I “smothered” her, both physically and mentally. I should explain that I’m quite a lot bigger than her, and can be quite, er, physical. This is why she stopped allowing me to “snog” her, and performing other sexual acts.
She said that, for a long time, she felt I was always “hovering over her” and never really allowed her to have her own space.
She also said that, (although I have NEVER commented about her weight or size), that after the children, she felt she struggled with her weight, and never really felt sexy.
Sex had become the elephant in the room. She often “just allowed me to get on with it”, as it “would keep me quiet for a while”.
I told her that she has always been sexy to me, and that I have always desired her. I said that, for me, sex wasn’t just intercourse, but that I really enjoyed the build-up, and having that side of things taken away from me caused immense frustration.
She revealed that she had considered telling me that, if sex was so important to me, that I should get a girlfriend. I told her I just didn’t think that that would work, but if it was really how she thought, we should discuss it. I repeated that, if I was going to have sex with anyone, I wanted it to be her.
We agreed that neither of us had helped matters. If anything, we had each built on each others issues and problems, and had caused sex to be a huge problem for both of us.
I told her how thrilled I was that we were actually talking about things, and had opened the conversation. She agreed, and then asked me if I was turned on at all…..
There was a lot more to it, of course, but I’m aware this post has gone on a while.
Suffice to say, I got a lot more from the weekend that I had expected, and am very happy that the plaster has been ripped off, the wound exposed, and (hopefully) the healing can begin.
I’m not naïve enough to believe we’ve resolved all the problems in one weekend, but we are talking, and have agreed to spend more time together just her and I.
I’m sure my journey isn’t over, but feel we made great strides in the right direction, and I’m so pleased I found this site, took the time to read through this and similar topics, and decided it was time to do something about our situation.
If I can offer any hope to those in similar situations, I would say that maybe you should organise some time away with just your OH, and rip your own plaster off.
Be prepared to hear things about you that you may not want to hear, give each other the time and space to talk, and LISTEN.
Be prepared to change. Ask your OH if they are prepared to change. Obviously, what you are doing now isn’t working for either of you.
I’ll be around, and will try and post updates. Good luck to you all!