Post Date April, 15 2023
My husband and I have been married for six years. Our sexual life is very harmonious, but I don't like intimacy with my husband more and more in the past year. The reason why I refused him was that I was disappointed with him.
After giving birth to a child, I put on the birth control ring, but the adverse reactions were particularly serious. I couldn't get out of bed because of the back pain, so I had to go to the doctor to take off the ring, and I could only wear condoms during sex. But my husband doesn't like wearing condoms. He says he is uncomfortable and always resists wearing condoms. I got pregnant twice by accident. The pain of curettage made me hate him very much. I always think that if he loves me, I won't suffer so much because of the little discomfort of wearing a condom.
After the second abortion, I have always had the idea that he doesn't love me, doesn't love me, only cares about his own happiness, I'm just his cathartic device. This idea is becoming more and more entrenched, and gradually there is some exclusion of sexual life. I don't know why. Is it so difficult to wear a Durex?
My husband likes to stay up late. He goes to bed at four or five in the morning. He often wakes me up in the middle of the night and has sex. At that time, I was sleeping soundly and woke up by tossing and tossing. I was very upset. I wanted to hit and scold people. I didn't feel at all. But considering his needs, I could only bear to hate and cooperate with him.
His job is to sleep until 12:00 noon and get up. For me, I have to go to the morning shift, get up at 6:00 in the morning, cook breakfast, take care of the children, and send the children to school before rushing to work. No matter how tense the time is, he has never shared it and still sleeps in his big head. I feel very uncomfortable when I think of these. He doesn't understand me at all, and takes me as a tool to vent completely!
Whenever he asks, I always subconsciously refuse. I also know it's not good, but I just can't control myself. I can't remember how many times I have refused. It should be many times. Although I was ruthless when I refused, I was still a little depressed and scared afterwards, and always worried that he would do too much.
Sure enough, the thing I worried about happened. A few days ago, he wanted to make love again in the middle of the night. I said I didn't want to, so he went out. It's been several days now, and I haven't come home yet. I sent a message saying that he's gone, and I'm free. I want him to go home. I won't refuse him again, but I don't know how to tell him. In fact, I vaguely think that my marriage with my husband has come to an end because of the disharmony of sexual life
(Intern editor: Lai Jiaxing)
