I know you think you're being funny...
...but hearing you describe me as a Frumpy Housewife as I was making your dinner tonight after working outside in the rainy weather this morning was very hurtful. You don't react when I wear typical, "sexy" clothing anyway!
I was in panties with an open cardigan sweater with absolutely NOTHING ELSE last week and you didn't show me any real attention or affection. You even commented that it was an 80's/90's porn mag look!
Why the fuck does it matter what I wear or how I look? I get the same cold shoulder or lack of follow through regardless of what I wear. It has been more than 9 weeks since you have been able to maintain an erection and have sex with me. Have I said a single word to you about? No! Have I pressured you to get me off at any point? No! I have worn skin right leggings that you swear my ass looks good in. I have work sundresses. I have worn shorts. I have worn tank tops and panties. You even found me completely naked in bed.... And nothing...
Yet, here I am, feeling like absolute trash because you found 1 damn good crumb on me moments after I was eating a snack while I was putting your needs first. I always put your needs above mine. I only make food that you like, even though I like many things that you don't. I wear clothes that you tell me you prefer and generally find attractive. I am always the DD so you can drink as much as you want and I will be the responsible one.
And I am "jokingly" told I am frumpy and unattractive....
Maybe I am unattractive to you... You did almost leave me because of my weight gain years ago... Maybe that is still the problem. Maybe you aren't attracted to me anymore and that is why you don't want to touch me or be intimate with me.
But why do you stay? Why be married to someone who will never be more than a roommate and/or friend? Why keep me in this state of fear of abandonment if you will someday want more and leave anyway?