It's complicated but not complicated.
I have diabetes and it seems that it went for my eyes first. I'm not getting any younger and so I just thought it was age. Then I started having some problems with keeping it up. I also started to get pissed off fairly easily and I just thought it was because all of the drivers in the world that were in front of me just didn't know how to drive. I am sure I wasn't the best guy to be around, but I am also married to an "it's-all-about-me" woman. She has a lot of good qualities that outweigh her being a bitch and it isn't all on her.
The first time I had a total "failure to perform" incident was a while after I was officially diagnosed with diabetes. The official diagnosis didn't help in making me feel "better" about the FTP problem because our not knowing had caused my wife to think that I didn't find her attractive, wasn't interested in sex, and it was all about her. Never once did she stop to think that my tired ass had diabetes and that it was a medical problem and had nothing to do with her attractiveness. Although, her attractiveness was diminishing on the emotional level because she, and I, hadn't handled the effects of my diabetes well at all. Some of that shit is on me, but her personality is all about her. I got tired of trying to explain.
So, on my own, I tried to find out ways to combat this fucking, or non-fucking, diabetes. It was a mixed bag at best and literally hit-or-miss. As I was doing this, I tried to introduce some good old oral, or fingering, but she always said, "... it's not the real thing ..." or that she didn't like it. Well, okayyyyy. I also bought her a dildo vibrator so that I could at least get her going and if my dick was able to get hard, then make a brief or however long I lasted, appearance and make my contribution to the fuck we would be having. She didn't want that either. Again and again, she went to that bullshit that boiled down to her attitude of, "... it's all about me." I sometimes think she is bi-polar or narcissistic. I know I am some of the problem because I didn't know how to deal with this damn diabetes when it snuck up on me and bit me on the ass.
I quit trying, essentially, because early on in our marriage I had sleep apnea. That I recognized early on after she basically had a bitch-fit every time we went to sleep. She finally was such a bitch that I started, and still do, sleep in another bedroom. This was early on in the marriage. Then I got a CPAP and thought that would get us back together in the same bed. Nope. Too loud. What-the-fuck ever.
Still I tried to look for solutions. They didn't work and she wasn't interested in trying. She had pretty much given up, too, and I CANNOT blame her for all of this. Not at all. Her tendency to be a bitch about other things just wasn't helping. I got tired of trying. There is so much that is good about her and she is mostly good in so many other ways. It's just that the sex thing and her not wanting to use toys, or other ways, and her thinking it is me not finding her attractive and her wanting to be a victim or something, wore me out.
As I have said, she is sure not all to blame in this.
Any approach to her, on my part, just saw her throw up a wall or just lay there because she didn't want to get aroused and not be satisfied. She claims she does not masturbate. Really?
Then, I began to suspect that she was having an affair with a friend of hers. I never had the solid evidence, I just had that feeling. Texting, hiding the texts, taking every opportunity to head out towards his direction. I believe she had an affair with this guy who was also having problems with his wife not wanting sex with him.
Why not divorce her? Because I'm too fucking old to start all over and the financial thing. It comes down to money. I'm not proud of that. Nope. There is still the fact that, aside from the sex issue, I love her. Neither one of us thinks a therapist is worth a fuck. I understand, that if she did have an affair, it probably had a lot to do with my not being able to give her the sex she wanted. So, I owned that part of the equation. I also own the part of the equation about not being able to communicate with her about what I would like to try. I have. She is the definition of vanilla. Yet, she would initiate sex, but it was always pretty traditional.
All that was in place long before I met and became involved with Lora. Lora was and is my friend first and foremost. The thing is, that with Lora, I felt welcome. It isn't all about her. We can actually fuck.
My wife cheated on me for a reason that I can't say I didn't cause. Either by my getting older and having diabetes and not catching it in time. I also did not do a good job trying to mitigate the damage. I did try to communicate. So did she. I haven't given up. It's just with my wife and all the history that led up to it, I am having to figure out whether or where the two of us are with sex with each other.
The question for me, that only I can really answer for myself is, am I ready to get back into re-connecting with my wife on a sexual level and would she make me feel "welcome" to bring up that subject again. I own at least half of this problem.
It's just what it is between my wife and myself.
The one thing that I have learned is that, as I've seen in this thread and others, I don't have any room to pass judgement on anyone that cheats on a spouse. It happens for whatever reason.
Communication is great. It takes two. Other than communication taking two people, timing also comes into play and all the little nuances that make timing so critical can only be known by the two that need to communicate
I didn't post this to get approval or disapproval. I am past giving a fuck about that.