Right I've never done this before, or been on here but I'll try to summarise. I've been with my wife for 21 years, married for 19 of those. We have the perfect life, shared interests, two fantastic kids, comfortable enough that we don't need to worry too much about money. But there is no intimacy (as she put it|) in our relationship and it's a gear that has always ground but never been fixed.
I know this. I suffer from ED but have never done anything about it. Viagra helps but takes the spontaneity away and I always worry she's not enjoying it anyway. In fact we have only made love once in about the last three years. Since having the kids it's hardly ever. Prior to having the kids we had more success but she's a more passionate and feeling person than I am and I don't know how to connect.
We've had lots of discussions about it and I know I should seek counselling but I don't. I tried it once before with a previous girlfriend and I felt silly and ashamed and got nowhere so never went back. For years I thought I'd never meet someone and my wife is the best thing that's ever happened to me but I know she's not satisfied.
A couple of years ago she was in a really down place and we came really close to splitting. I was supportive as I could be but basically couldn't give her the intimacy that she seems to need.
We talked about counselling but she ended up going herself. As usual I stuck my head in the sand and never went to counselling either on my own or as a couple. She said the counselling helped pick apart the relationship she had with her mother but didn't resolve our issues. She said she had worked herself back to a place where she could cope, but only for the time being, and she can't live both sides of a relationship and do all the thinking and effort. There was a loose acknowledgement that there were issues that were still unresolved (our intimacy) and we needed to go to couple counselling to see the way forward. Again I buried my head in the sand then Covid came along and everything was up in the air. I suppose we could have done online counselling but as she said she can't/won't do all the running around organising it if I'm dragging my heels about it. So of course it never happened.
Now restrictions are lifting and the same problems are still there, unresolved. She does some ad hoc work now, fitting it in to suit. Last week she was away for a few days. She has been withdrawn since she returned and seems really depressed and hasn't been sleeping. I know she's had a shit time also with the menopause but I think I knew that this wasn't the main problem. We'd also been snippy with each other with her reacting to everything I say like it's a criticism. I said I felt I couldn't say anything without her getting annoyed about it. She said that she feels like she can't do anything without me voicing an opinion on it and it makes her feel small. We'd also been arguing about how to deal with things going on in the kids lives and that I needed to stop getting on at son as it'll dent his confidence (she's probably right|).
Last night she opened up and spoke about how she was feeling. When she was away she felt so free. Her confidence in herself returned. She said she had a great time with work and had lots of free time too so she could take herself off and do as she pleased for the first time in years. In short she felt more herself than she had in years. These were her exact words.
But with that came the reminder that there is still this thing missing in our relationship and she keeps trying to put it away in a box, nail the lid on and hide it on a shelf away at the back of her mind. Being away had ripped open that box and scattered the contents around. She was very frank and said that she feels so lost, she's getting older and craves intimacy like a drug. She doesn't know what to do. Like she's stuck on a rock in the middle of a stormy sea and doesn't know how to get off. I don't think she's had an affair, she's too loyal and would never do anything to upset the kids but she's an attractive woman with a great personality so I'm sure there have been opportunities.
It's all my fault. But I don't know what to do either. Why can't I just go to counselling? Is it because I know that it won't have a happy ending and I'm terrified of losing her? I've always lacked confidence in myself but hide it well. I chose the wrong career and found my uni course really hard and boring. Though it's served me well financially it has done nothing to boost my confidence in myself - we spoke about this last night too. She said I needed to peel back the layers of why that is so I can understand it. She said the intimacy isn't just me taking viagra, the spark isn't there and she doesn't know how to react. We don't have 'that' connection. Where can we go from here?