S** with wife depresses me
S** with my wife depresses me. When we do have s** it always ends up being me pleasing her. She almost never touches me, unless I tell her what to do, and then she seems rather uninterested in what she's doing. I've tried to talk to her about it many times, but she keeps coming up with odd excuses (I have not imagination, it's the guy's job, etc.) and she never seems to remember the last time we talked about it, so she acts like "oh my, I didn't realize". This same thing has happened in just about every relationship I've been in. Am I that good in bed or am I too grotesque to deserve attention? It's destroying my self esteem. Men need to feel desired too; at least I do. It's gotten to a point where just thinking about having s** with her makes me feel depressed, so I don't initiate it much any more. We haven't been even remotely intimate for nearly three months now and I'm losing it (I have the same s** drive I did when I was 15). So much so that I almost cheated on her with a guy. It's not that I'm into dudes, but "any port in a storm" if you know what I mean. The guilt of cheating stopped me. I don't know what to do. I'm so lonely and h****.