Once married, our sexual relationship withered. Unaware that my then-husband was having sex with risky partners, my desire for him remained strong. For a while I continued to hold out hope that we could heal. Despite my keen interest, the frequency I’d enjoyed in my previous relationship disappeared. I was lucky if we were intimate once or twice a month.
Confessional #25794127 "When I call my mom all she does is talk. It's like she just needs someone to talk to and listen and doesn't want to have a conversation."
