NC as I definitely can’t speak to anyone in real life, and I’m even finding it hard to type on the internet.
Backstory; 8 years, 4 married and 2 young kids, (How the hell we’ve managed to procreate, I don’t know.) Our sex life has been dead for 7 years, progressively worse for the last 5. Multiple talks have been had, promises made, no issues ever resolved.
He had his T levels checked, fine. He’s stopped watching porn and masturbating (I’m aware I only have his word for this one) and it’s just gotten worse.
Not just no sex, no cuddles, no kisses no intimacy. He has worked on this a little, which means I’ve stopped flinching with surprise if his hand rests on my back.
It’s become a game for me now, a sad little experiment. Can we make it until my birthday? Easy! Wow, wonder if we could make it to Christmas or even New year? Bonus points if it’s not even mentioned. 
I’m bitter, angry and feeling very lonely. I just look at the decades of sexless marriage in front of me, and I could (and do) cry. But I can’t leave?! How can I throw away a beautiful family life because I’m not getting laid?! That seems utterly selfish and bonkers. Then I think it’s not really the sex though, it’s the disregard of my needs, I am not a priority and nor is our marriage (especially considering all the talks and promises) that lack of respect for me. I don’t really know where to go from here, I’m just sad, lonely and frustrated and wondering if anyone had any experience or advice?