Several years ago, things started to get really scarce as far as bedroom activities were concerned and I stopped accepting, "I'm too stressed/tired" as an excuse. Eventually, I guess I badgered him enough with "why, why, why?" that he broke down and finally told me that he didn't find me sexually attractive any more.
I've always been overweight (thanks PCOS, Hypothyroidism and sleep apnea!), so I didn't really get this. It didn't make sense to me as a reasonable reason why he didn't want to have sex with me more than once a week (if I was lucky) WITHOUT me practically begging or guilt tripping him to. My excess weight wasn't anything new, and I wasn't not-skinny for lack of trying everything under the sun.
Now, after years of this killing me a little inside everyday, I've finally learned about porn addiction. With learning about this subject and reading some stories, I see that this type of response from men with PIED is actually a very typical. It seems to be the most common excuse that they come up with to explain their problems.
I chose this name not because I truly believe I am too fat, but because it was such a constant knife through my heart for so long. It was the thing that finally broke me, but it was also the thing that finally gave me the strength to say, I'm not going to take it any more. I finally decided that I'm not going to be married to a man that doesn't want me, or desire me in every sense. Because I deserve more than that.
This name is my reminder of how ridiculous it is. It's a reminder of how stupid I was to let his words drive me to depression and desperate means. It's a reminder to myself that in the end, if he makes it past his reboot, and things get better, everything still falls on those words to me. If, in the end, he still doesn't find me sexually attractive "because I'm too fat", then I'm too fat to be his wife. And that's OK, because I don't want to be anybody's wife who thinks that I'm too fat.
I've always been overweight (thanks PCOS, Hypothyroidism and sleep apnea!), so I didn't really get this. It didn't make sense to me as a reasonable reason why he didn't want to have sex with me more than once a week (if I was lucky) WITHOUT me practically begging or guilt tripping him to. My excess weight wasn't anything new, and I wasn't not-skinny for lack of trying everything under the sun.
Now, after years of this killing me a little inside everyday, I've finally learned about porn addiction. With learning about this subject and reading some stories, I see that this type of response from men with PIED is actually a very typical. It seems to be the most common excuse that they come up with to explain their problems.
I chose this name not because I truly believe I am too fat, but because it was such a constant knife through my heart for so long. It was the thing that finally broke me, but it was also the thing that finally gave me the strength to say, I'm not going to take it any more. I finally decided that I'm not going to be married to a man that doesn't want me, or desire me in every sense. Because I deserve more than that.
This name is my reminder of how ridiculous it is. It's a reminder of how stupid I was to let his words drive me to depression and desperate means. It's a reminder to myself that in the end, if he makes it past his reboot, and things get better, everything still falls on those words to me. If, in the end, he still doesn't find me sexually attractive "because I'm too fat", then I'm too fat to be his wife. And that's OK, because I don't want to be anybody's wife who thinks that I'm too fat.