I don't and never will. 66, salt and peppper, with a Sam Elliott cowboy mustache.

Brevard County, Florida(Space Coast, as in Cape Canaveral).

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:So... his heart attacks broke his tongue?

Exactly. There are others things that can be done

And do you know how it feels for a man when he can no longer sexually function? Read some men's health forums. Sniping at a man is as bad as sniping at a woman.

I agree that a woman could or does need more of an emotional connection for sex to be satisfying. What I find on forums, including here, are men and women sniping at each other, when the real 'issue' is that we enter relationships or marriage carrying known or unknown emotional baggage. Becoming a couple can bring emotional issues to the fore or even differences in sexual desire, turn ons, turn offs, etc. There are women who have strong sexual appetites and their husband or boyfriend is satisfied with once a week vanilla sex.

Bottom line; Sniping or blaming each other doesn't bring understanding or resolution. All they do is inflict wounds and promote resentment and anger. Perhaps the best we can do is understand that we don't always understand each other, attempt to understand and try to find a middle ground. If that's not possible, the kindest act is to let that person go and live a life that brings them emotional and physical satisfaction.

I posted the last comments. Again, don't close the door on that part of your life. I miss physical intimacy but from all the trauma in our marriage, I've developed Complex-PTSD and I've yet to find a doctor or therapist to help me heal. Mostly, I just feel like leaving.

No. Some of it is my fault. I was an insecure, anxiety ridden, depressed teenager and young adult. I had abilities and talents which, if developed, would have taken me in a different direction. The other part was due to genetics. I developed bipolar illness after my father died. I self-admitted myself to the NIMH and they managed to stabilize me. I met a woman, we dated for several years and married. I got into a profession that I enjoyed. Then, 13 years later, my illness re-emerged and from that point on my life began to go downhill. Since 2005, when I stopped working full time, everyday has been a struggle to survive and I don't know from day to day or even within a day, how I'm going feel and function. The marriage, too, has been tempestuous and difficult, which led to developing PTSD. But I won't give up and I won't back down.