is it about the ego?? or is it about knowing some one you truly love just doesn't love you enough?? enough to put their own egos aside to make us happy?? that isn't ego. it's part of marriage. knowing marriage is team work. working together and putting the damn ego to the side. ego is one, means self. i got up this morning and thought, how did Dana reeve do it?? stayed married to a man who could not hold her, could not perform in the traditional sexual way. but he, Christopher must have satisfied her some way. and i thought i wish i could have that, be like that. how does one reach that plane in a relationship??? stay married where there is no sex at all??? especially when the desire is there but there is one crucial element missing, a partner who wants to share the experience of the connection with you. i won't have an affair, that goes against my belief system. divorce is not an option now. i truly love this man with heart and soul. to think i would find this love again is fairy tale stuff, and Cinderella i am not. i guess the difficulty in this situation is knowing their ego, the partner who doesn't want, who can care less about your needs creates the rhythm of the relationship. and you, the one who wants to have sex, to have the connection to another human being, gets nada. so is it ego:?? you bet!!!!! my issue is the ego that is being fulfilled is not mine, but his. how do i deal with that?? in a heart beat, i could pick who i want to have an affair with, but it's not what i want. i want to have an affair with him, my partner, the one i have grown up with, that went from an 18 year old sexy momma to a 50 year old sexy mom. where do i grow from here without sex in the equation of marriage?? and please, don't tell me to get a hobby. and finding the spiritual side of me, where sex no longer is an important component, I'll get there eventually. bottom line, i am so pissed off, i just want him out of our bed. the frustration of knowing this person who lies next to you has no desire for sex, has no desire to kiss or hold you, to have you near their body is a nuclear bomb, smashing your ego into minute particles of dust. and the bad part, it happens night after night. so you go to the bed anticipating the 'connection will happen, that connection that created your couple hood, that made no one else matter but this one person. and you go to bed, newly shaved, freshly bathed, no sox, no flannels, cup your hand, check your breath. all the things new couples do to bait that person who turns you on. we all do that. and the minute you get in the bed, you feel that glacier wall, that blueness of ice between you start to envelop you. and the tension starts to grow, you feel the muscles strain but for all the wrong reasons. and the ego of the person who doesn't want, wins yet again. because they have no desire but to comfort their own ego. and you sink into the pillow, put your own hand somewhere on your body, to feel some human contact anywhere at all. go to sleep, frustration blocking dreams. and the worse part, is you get up the next morning, to do it all over again. because the ego of the one who has no room for you on their agenda, doesn't realize their ego is sucking the air out of your own. damn it, i hate it, detest it, abhor that i am in this place. a lightning bug stuck in a jar, thats how i feel.