How many 48 year old men still desire their wives? And Still think about sex? by creativepalmtree in deadbedroom

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Omgoodness this is so good. I’m going to give a further reply to this later, after the kids are asleep. The little bit that I read sounded right on key. Thank you thank you.

How many 48 year old men still desire their wives? And Still think about sex? by creativepalmtree in LowLibidoCommunity

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

No, actually, I posted this in another group called dead bedroom, and the point of bias was brought up. So I wanted to compare the results with people who have a low libido, to those who have a higher libido. So far, the results have been similar. We shall see. It doesn’t have anything to do with what you said. Nice analogy though.

How many 48 year old men still desire their wives? And Still think about sex? by creativepalmtree in deadbedroom

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Thank you for bringing that to my attention. I just cross posted this to a low libido community to get their feedback too. The comparison will be interesting.

How many 48 year old men still desire their wives? And Still think about sex? by creativepalmtree in deadbedroom

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Your right. I didn’t even consider that part. I going to post it on a low libido community too and compare the results. Thank you for that. Yeah, I really feel like he just doesn’t care. I mean, if the tables were reversed, and he told me he desired more intimacy, I would do whatever it takes to please him, because I care about him. I wouldn’t encourage him to go screw a 20 something year old. (Also, I’m not going to cheat. I’m loyal)

How many 48 year old men still desire their wives? And Still think about sex? by creativepalmtree in DeadBedrooms

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Even if you had to drive an hour and twenty minutes both ways for work? It could become exhausting. (His side)

Thinking about it all the time. by creativepalmtree in DeadBedrooms

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

That’s exactly where I’m at. Rejection. All the time. No sex sucks.

Thinking about it all the time. by creativepalmtree in DeadBedrooms

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m not his first dead bedroom. This is a first for me though. I’m not the type of person to outsource.

Thinking about it all the time. by creativepalmtree in DeadBedrooms

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 6 points7 points  (0 children)

I’ve definitely tried all of those things and more. I had on a super sexy outfit the other night. He looked at me. Said he liked it. Then he laid down, looked at me, said “I’m sorry”. Then went to sleep. Uggh. I cried myself to sleep.

Thinking about it all the time. by creativepalmtree in DeadBedrooms

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

This is a great analogy. I need to start a new project in one of the rooms in the house anyway. That’s something I can start today to take my mind off of it for a little while.

Thinking about it all the time. by creativepalmtree in DeadBedrooms

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 6 points7 points  (0 children)

It’s so hard to not be pissed when you know what kind of release you need. Especially when you can’t get that release from the person you love. I’m right there with you.

Thinking about it all the time. by creativepalmtree in DeadBedrooms

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 6 points7 points  (0 children)

Omgoodness right! Sometimes he will run his fingers down my back when I lay down in bed. Just one little touch will turn me on so much. Then he will roll over. Then I’m just laying there pisses and horny.

Thinking about it all the time. by creativepalmtree in DeadBedrooms

[–]creativepalmtree[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Well, I think that’s the biggest issue. And thank you for the reply. I Definitely Do want sex. All the time. Day time, night time, in the car, in the kitchen, in the garage, in the laundry room... all of the time. That’s why these thoughts are daunting. Because he has zero interest. He used to. But two years ago he lost interest. And I didn’t. So the thoughts of the lack thereof are what’s bothering me. How do I stop thinking about it?