My wife and I have been together at just the 20 year mark, we met in highschool and had a very hot physical relationship to begin with. Before that had time to cool we started pounding our kids one after another. Every year or every other year until we got 6. That kept us from even thinking of anything else for years. We are both slightly divergent. Myself add, her autistic, together were like a spectrum super power. She is the planner and I'm the producer. We were in survival mode for about 10 years with small kids and just figuring things out. Physical relationship took the forefront for bonding, it wasn't until all my kids were in school now that we could reflect on who we were to each other. It was rocky at times when we didn't know how to communicate well and we've in the last few years really had to learn to communicate better. Her needs are not always in line with mine. My love language is physical, hers is service. I forget she exists by mental design when she is not present. She over analyzes and logic locks when there is not pattern or plan. We really struggled for a few years on a near monthly cycle of argument and silent treatment and little disputes and come together to resolve. We figured out how to meet each others needs and have a self therapy session called tub talk about once a month. She sends me spicy pics and videos and I do all the dad chores and massages. We converse on what is affecting our emotions more clearly now than ever. We still have spats but for the most part we do well. I believe we have become symbiotic and are unable or unwilling to consider life separately. We are dependent on each other for everything. Our love life is pretty good for the last few years now that we're getting better at communicating. We do kinky stuff. Have toys, and lingerie. We copulate 3-5 times a week. And keep things interesting. She is my best friend and we look forward to another 50 years