After 14 years it's over.
We were happy for the first 10 years, all was well, she was the light of my life, my moral compass and my best friend. Sex became less frequent before menopause, even less after, eventually down to 3 or four times per year. I bought her toys, encouraged dr visits, tried to talk about over and over and was met with indifference. After a while I became angry sullen and bitter. Still no effort on her part. Then I stopped trying, I gained weight, drank too much and fell deeper and deeper into depression. Then I met someone. She was happy, silly, funny as hell and sexy. At first we were just phone friends harmless texts and such inevitably it became much more. Racked with guilt my conscience wouldn't let me sleep, lost my appetite and tried to work things out with my wife. She promised change which amounted to being just slightly nicer to me. Bare minimum. No effort. So I came clean knowing full well the damage it would do. But also knowing if I stayed I would eventually end my suffering one way or another. So I broke her heart. This woman I love and adore,, this beautiful creature who always kept me close enough to kiss and hold hands, but never close enough to save our marriage. I don't blame her for what happed. I feel like in her heart if she wanted me to stay she would have made and effort. I truly feel she was hoping something like this would happen so she could relive her self of the burden that is me with a clear conscience. Congratulations honey. Just think all the money you will save.