I think when a partner withholds sex from the other partner it's a form of power and control. It's a power trip for the man or woman who withholds sex from their partners. My husband claims he's "paralyzed" whatever that means. I think he likes having power and control over me. For years he has denied me sex and I begged and cried. Well, I don't beg or cry anymore, because the thought of him even touching me makes me want to puke. He no longer has any control over me. I have plans now. I 'm losing weight and making plans to leave him. I'm also considering finding a lover once I'm thinner and feeling better about myself. For all you celibate freaks out there, I want you to know that you have destroyed your marriage by withholding sex from your mate. You are going to end up pathetic and alone like my husband. Sooner or later, your wife or husband will get sick of your celibate shit and find a lover to replace you. All you sick fucks have been warned!
Monday, October 24, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Reasons Why I Love Making Love
Today I woke up early this morning and thought of all the reasons why I love sex. I love sex because it's the greatest stress reducer in the world. If you've had a bad day, making love is the best form of exercise. Plus it burns calories.
I love sex because it is the greatest intimacy you can share with someone you love. Making love with someone you deeply care about is the perfect ending to a perfect day. Or a not so perfect day.
I love having sex because it makes me feel like a woman. Sex makes me feel ultra-feminine. It makes me feel beautiful. My whole attitude changes after making love.
I love a great love session because I'm much less of a bitch, even when I'm going through menopause.
Lastly, making love is the greatest because you reach a higher plane of communication with your partner. Since my husband has not been intimate with me in years, we are no longer close, physically or emotionally. Someone once said that when the marriage is on the rocks the rocks can be found in the mattress. Very true.
I love sex because it is the greatest intimacy you can share with someone you love. Making love with someone you deeply care about is the perfect ending to a perfect day. Or a not so perfect day.
I love having sex because it makes me feel like a woman. Sex makes me feel ultra-feminine. It makes me feel beautiful. My whole attitude changes after making love.
I love a great love session because I'm much less of a bitch, even when I'm going through menopause.
Lastly, making love is the greatest because you reach a higher plane of communication with your partner. Since my husband has not been intimate with me in years, we are no longer close, physically or emotionally. Someone once said that when the marriage is on the rocks the rocks can be found in the mattress. Very true.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
What to do in a celibate marriage
When I was in college, I spent my time studying...and enjoying great sex. Being of Italian descent, there are three things I live for, family, sex and food in that specific order. Sex to me has always been a great stress reducer. It's fun plus it burns calories. I enjoyed making love like most women love shopping. Oral sex was one of my favorite past times.
When I met my husband 20 years ago I thought, "Great! Now I can have sex anytime I want." Getting married meant spending evenings making love to your partner for life, right? Wrong. Within a couple of years, sex began to peter (!) out. We tried counseling, reading books, watching videos. My husband would roll over and go to sleep. He had no interest in sex, orally, anally, or traditional. I have now found myself stuck in a celibate marriage.
For three years, I have been bone dry. Which is really ironic considering all the great sex I had BEFORE marriage. To make matters worse, no sex meant I substituted food for passion. I am now 200 pounds and planning to get Lap Band surgery. I figure first I'll lose the weight, then I'll lose the fagela. Problem solved.
Actually, I'm not 100 percent sure that my husband is homosexual. All of the porn he indulges in is definitely for heterosexual males. Then again, he was an alter boy. Who knows? Who gives a shit?
Anyway, what I find strange is that there is absolutely NOTHING on women who are in a forced celibate marriage, like me. That's why I started this blog. I mean, there's lots of material talking about all these men who are deprived of sex on a regular basis. Well, I'd like to know where the hell they are! Apparently, there are tons of articles written on women who want to be celibate within their marriage. There are sex therapists spending hours lecturing women on how important it is to satisfy their husbands. But what if it's the other way around? What if your husband is perfectly satisfied living in a platonic relationship? I mean, my husband's favorite partner has been rosy palms for years.
The sad thing is that I have become a fat asexual person, which disgusts me. In college my boyfriend used to say, "My girl friend...she bumps into walls and cums!" I can't believe I have been reduced to the person I've become. I used to be passionate and enjoy life. Now I spend my time thinking about the next ice cream bar I'm going to eat. I can't believe that of all the men I could have ended up with, I've ended up with a sexless fagela for a husband.
When I met my husband 20 years ago I thought, "Great! Now I can have sex anytime I want." Getting married meant spending evenings making love to your partner for life, right? Wrong. Within a couple of years, sex began to peter (!) out. We tried counseling, reading books, watching videos. My husband would roll over and go to sleep. He had no interest in sex, orally, anally, or traditional. I have now found myself stuck in a celibate marriage.
For three years, I have been bone dry. Which is really ironic considering all the great sex I had BEFORE marriage. To make matters worse, no sex meant I substituted food for passion. I am now 200 pounds and planning to get Lap Band surgery. I figure first I'll lose the weight, then I'll lose the fagela. Problem solved.
Actually, I'm not 100 percent sure that my husband is homosexual. All of the porn he indulges in is definitely for heterosexual males. Then again, he was an alter boy. Who knows? Who gives a shit?
Anyway, what I find strange is that there is absolutely NOTHING on women who are in a forced celibate marriage, like me. That's why I started this blog. I mean, there's lots of material talking about all these men who are deprived of sex on a regular basis. Well, I'd like to know where the hell they are! Apparently, there are tons of articles written on women who want to be celibate within their marriage. There are sex therapists spending hours lecturing women on how important it is to satisfy their husbands. But what if it's the other way around? What if your husband is perfectly satisfied living in a platonic relationship? I mean, my husband's favorite partner has been rosy palms for years.
The sad thing is that I have become a fat asexual person, which disgusts me. In college my boyfriend used to say, "My girl friend...she bumps into walls and cums!" I can't believe I have been reduced to the person I've become. I used to be passionate and enjoy life. Now I spend my time thinking about the next ice cream bar I'm going to eat. I can't believe that of all the men I could have ended up with, I've ended up with a sexless fagela for a husband.
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