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Hi all. Like some other members of this forum I have been in a relationship with a guy for a long time (10+ years) and am having doubts about whether or not to split. Hoping you guys can offer some feedback.
First some background. I had a 2 year relationship with my first boyfriend, a couple random encounters, and then this 10+ year relationship with my current (second) boyfriend. The two of us were college buddies who gradually fell into a relationship.
From the beginning I had reservations, the biggest of which stemmed from our lack of sexual chemistry. In fact, we had very little sex even in the beginning. I overlooked/tolerated this because we were good friends and I valued the idea of being in a relationship above sex, which I regarded as secondary or something that could develop over time.
Despite our problems I stuck it out and we’ve slowly grown together as people will if they spend a long time together. We have our own culture, traditions, language, humor. We use bird calls to communicate at home. I am amused by the odd way he wears his hats. He lets me eat the corners off his burritos. We have a common history and many common interests and opinions. We live together, are both working, can pay rent without stress. I am certain of his love. We trust each other. Our lives are harmonious and stable.
However….
We still barely ever have sex. If we do it is only if I initiate, often not even then. He never talks about sex, initiates sex, or complains about the absence of sex. We have discussed this many many times over the years. Sometimes he makes an effort, but that only amounts to being more receptive when I initiate sex. It’s not just the low frequency of sex (at one point only once per year) that bothers me, it’s really his whole attitude towards it. There’s no desire or enthusiasm there. After all the years of non-sex I don’t think of him as a sex partner. I don't feel this can be fixed. This is not an issue of repairing what was once a passionate sex life – it’s like trying to create life from nothing.
My boyfriend is also not physically affectionate. He seems to enjoy it t a degree, but also doesn’t miss it and rarely initiates. As far as he’s concerned, allowing me to give him a hug is the same as if he had hugged me. For me it’s not the same at all. He refuses to shower together. We haven’t slept in the same bed in years. I miss the feeling of falling asleep in a lover’s arms. I don’t remember ever having that with this guy. As with sex we’ve discussed this many many times without good results. He’s only very recently started to be better about it, but I feel like it’s too little too late.
Two factors compound my frustration. First, I never got a chance to sow my wild oats. Second, I’m now in my mid-thirties and frankly I don’t have the kind of looks that are going to age well, so I feel an urge to have some fun while I still can. Does that sound silly? If I had a fulfilling sex life at home maybe I wouldn’t be distracted by these thoughts, but that’s unfortunately not the case.
My boyfriend is not receptive to the idea of an open relationship. He might agree if I presented him with an ultimatum, but I don’t feel it’s a good way to go. I think it would be too painful for him.
The sexual dissatisfaction and desperation amplify negative feelings I have about his other qualities. The more I dwell on the possibility of separation the more bothered I become by these lesser issues. This is fueling a desire to seek new romantic relationships, in addition to sexual ones. Since I don’t have a lot of experience to draw on, I can only compare my relationship to fantasy. I have an excellent imagination, so fantasy wins!
So on one side I have the known quantity with all its good and apparently irresolvable bad. On the other side, some action and unknown potential.
My fears: I have another long talk with him about sex and stay in the relationship hoping for change, and wait, and the years pass with no change. I do nothing and become increasingly dissatisfied and resentful. I throw away a decade and then realize he was the best guy for me afterall, but I can’t go back. I leave the relationship and the loss is so wrenching that we both fall into comas forever. Fuck.
I don’t see the sense in staying in a sexless monogamous relationship, but I can’t deny there’s a degree of closeness we’ve achieved through being exclusive to one another. Not sure what to do
Sorry for the long post, but I have to say it feels great to vent! Now I’m going to go stare into the darkness for a couple hours... I’d love it if you guys would share your experiences, comments, or advice.
First some background. I had a 2 year relationship with my first boyfriend, a couple random encounters, and then this 10+ year relationship with my current (second) boyfriend. The two of us were college buddies who gradually fell into a relationship.
From the beginning I had reservations, the biggest of which stemmed from our lack of sexual chemistry. In fact, we had very little sex even in the beginning. I overlooked/tolerated this because we were good friends and I valued the idea of being in a relationship above sex, which I regarded as secondary or something that could develop over time.
Despite our problems I stuck it out and we’ve slowly grown together as people will if they spend a long time together. We have our own culture, traditions, language, humor. We use bird calls to communicate at home. I am amused by the odd way he wears his hats. He lets me eat the corners off his burritos. We have a common history and many common interests and opinions. We live together, are both working, can pay rent without stress. I am certain of his love. We trust each other. Our lives are harmonious and stable.
However….
We still barely ever have sex. If we do it is only if I initiate, often not even then. He never talks about sex, initiates sex, or complains about the absence of sex. We have discussed this many many times over the years. Sometimes he makes an effort, but that only amounts to being more receptive when I initiate sex. It’s not just the low frequency of sex (at one point only once per year) that bothers me, it’s really his whole attitude towards it. There’s no desire or enthusiasm there. After all the years of non-sex I don’t think of him as a sex partner. I don't feel this can be fixed. This is not an issue of repairing what was once a passionate sex life – it’s like trying to create life from nothing.
My boyfriend is also not physically affectionate. He seems to enjoy it t a degree, but also doesn’t miss it and rarely initiates. As far as he’s concerned, allowing me to give him a hug is the same as if he had hugged me. For me it’s not the same at all. He refuses to shower together. We haven’t slept in the same bed in years. I miss the feeling of falling asleep in a lover’s arms. I don’t remember ever having that with this guy. As with sex we’ve discussed this many many times without good results. He’s only very recently started to be better about it, but I feel like it’s too little too late.
Two factors compound my frustration. First, I never got a chance to sow my wild oats. Second, I’m now in my mid-thirties and frankly I don’t have the kind of looks that are going to age well, so I feel an urge to have some fun while I still can. Does that sound silly? If I had a fulfilling sex life at home maybe I wouldn’t be distracted by these thoughts, but that’s unfortunately not the case.
My boyfriend is not receptive to the idea of an open relationship. He might agree if I presented him with an ultimatum, but I don’t feel it’s a good way to go. I think it would be too painful for him.
The sexual dissatisfaction and desperation amplify negative feelings I have about his other qualities. The more I dwell on the possibility of separation the more bothered I become by these lesser issues. This is fueling a desire to seek new romantic relationships, in addition to sexual ones. Since I don’t have a lot of experience to draw on, I can only compare my relationship to fantasy. I have an excellent imagination, so fantasy wins!
So on one side I have the known quantity with all its good and apparently irresolvable bad. On the other side, some action and unknown potential.
My fears: I have another long talk with him about sex and stay in the relationship hoping for change, and wait, and the years pass with no change. I do nothing and become increasingly dissatisfied and resentful. I throw away a decade and then realize he was the best guy for me afterall, but I can’t go back. I leave the relationship and the loss is so wrenching that we both fall into comas forever. Fuck.
I don’t see the sense in staying in a sexless monogamous relationship, but I can’t deny there’s a degree of closeness we’ve achieved through being exclusive to one another. Not sure what to do
Sorry for the long post, but I have to say it feels great to vent! Now I’m going to go stare into the darkness for a couple hours... I’d love it if you guys would share your experiences, comments, or advice.



























