It's been way too long.
For about the 1st 2 years or so it was my fault (really my medications fault) that I could not perform at all. I didn't even have the urge at all. The medications that were given to me for my depression truly killed my sex drive completely. I mean, I could not even get excited enough to do anything to myself even. It was really bad.
I stopped taking all of the medications that were killing my drive. I just couldn't do that anymore to myself nor my husband. It was bad enough that we're getting to the ages that things start happening to those areas anyway. (Going limp for men, in case you needed a little more of a picture.) I even stopped going to therapy.
Ever since I stopped everything, my drive started coming slowly & now is back completely. The only thing, however, that we've done since it has was oral! Nothing more. He can't get "it" to the point I need it to get to do anything else. I need it to get there. I can't handle to settle for just oral all the time. I need more from the man that I've loved for nearly 18 years.
Pills aren't doing anything for him either. It doesn't help that we have a disabled 7-year-old either. I love her to death but she does tend to take, literally, all of our time. Even throughout the night until at least 1 or 2 in the morning, sometimes longer.
Sometimes I remember some dreams that I wake from that were about him & I together, the way that I want us together & I cry! I miss the way it used to be.
I blame myself in so many ways for the way it is today between him & me. I fell into the depression because I lost my father on December 20th, 2013 & then my mother April 15th, 2015. I couldn't handle either of the loses very well so I went to see a shrink & they prescribed me medications. I seen the shrink for roughly a year or so & took the medications for roughly that long too. I stopped taking the medications just about a week after I stopped seeing the shrink.
I keep thinking to myself; if I wasn't such a weak piece of crap, my husband & I would be okay today with our sex life. I never use to be so weak. I use to be really strong. I wasn't this weak when others that I loved very much passed away. But I was when I lost my parents.
I'm craving my husband in ways that he's unable to provide. I don't want to cheat. I've done that a little over 10 years ago & will NEVER do it again. That was before we got married. I love him way too much to do that. And anyway, I'm a little too chunky, I think I'm ugly, & a lot older now, no one wants that crap to have sex with. Every time that I think about maybe cheating, my husband's face comes into my head & my heart breaks. So, I know that I can't do it, no matter what.
My heart wants him & only him.
He's mentioned going to an adult theater with him so that he can watch me do things with other guys & girls that maybe there & so that he can maybe do things with other girls there. I don't want that either. I just want him & only him. I've told him this many times. He always gets so mad at me when I tell him this.
I just don't know what to do anymore.
I haven't been on here interacting in a long time because I actually have been doing okay enough aside from this one issue. I mean, granted, I still struggle with my ADHD niece, the 7-year-old that I mentioned just a bit ago in this post. It's honestly a daily struggle that will never end & I learned to finally accept that & just try to learn new ways, every day, to do something different to make it easier on me & her.
I still struggle with my now 19-year-old who just cannot seem to get it through his head that he has to listen to rules & do whatever the program tells him to do to be able to be out on his own. If he doesn't like what's said just zip his mouth, walk away, keep his head up, do what's needed, & he'll get out sooner.
I still struggle with my now 15-year-old daughter who thinks she doesn't have to do anything at all around this house, that mom's the maid, part-time worker, and a person that takes care of disabled child full-time. Same with my husband. He thinks the same way. Plus, I'm not allowed any damned sick days either.
I literally just asked my teen to put away all the dishes, wipe the stove, clean off the counters & wipe them off too, so that I can wash all of the dishes. All she did was put away the dishes. When I mentioned what she did vs what I told her to do, she said; I did what you said & you never asked for more!!! UGH!
I need my husband to be able to provide more than oral to me sometimes, just sometimes because providing me more than that will so, very much so, help release so much of this frustration that I feel every single day.
Anymore, I don't even seek any form of intimacy because I'm sick of getting what I get from him. I just do it myself anymore! It's easier & I get off more in the time that I do it. I mean, he does great with how he does it, I just do it differently. Obviously.
Everyday life has just become more & more frustrating for me. I just can't do it anymore but I have to because I have no choice.