Our anonymous writer confronts the loneliness of a sexless marriage, and considers the prospect of an open relationship…
“So there we have it” is my daily motto when I close my eyes. Day after day goes by, and day after day the same thing. I’m not touched. I’m not desired. I’m just there. Moving around, picking up laundry, making meals, reading stories to my kid, getting into bed, wondering if tonight I might be desired. I might be loved.
And I’m so tired of being unloved. Is this what marriage is like? I wonder if there are other women who feel the same? I know we hear more about mens’ virility and their desire for sex but there must be women out there, like me, wanting to be touched, fondled, fucked?