25 year marriage.
Took me almost 20 of 'em to figure out she was (probably clinically) frigid. Like some women must assume, she thought I'd be satisfied with her willingness to "service me". Yeah, that's enjoyable. You lay there and take it babe, while I do the most embarrassing act a human can do (at least when you're the only one lost in the rapture of it).

All the unspoken agreements arrived at to keep peace. They finally stack one on top of the other until they finally break the plane of rational behavior and neither of you even notices anymore.

And yes, I'll continue to live with it and wait for a miracle.

I don't want a counsellor---I want an arbitrator.