We Don’t Have as Much Sex as We Used to
When we first met each other our sex life was incredible but over the past few months it’s definitely taken a hit. I don’t even know where it started. But looking back we definitely haven’t been as close as we once were and it’s affected our sex life. Maybe it’s just because we’ve hit a rut. Maybe it’s because we’re drifting apart. I know we need to fix this otherwise we’ll end up hating one another and I couldn’t cope with that.
When I first saw him I knew that I was going to spend my life with him. He was the life and soul of the party. Loved being the centre of attention but had this beautiful side where he always made sure everyone felt comfortable. It was the most amazing feeling in the world being near him and for him to fall in love with me at the same time felt like such a privilege. Of course this feeling translated perfectly into the bedroom and we had a vibrant and exciting sex life.
Moving in together seemed to ramp up the sex we had for a while as we christened each new room in the house however it didn’t take long until it slowed down. A couple of months in we went to bed and just cuddled. It was nice at the time and I didn’t think anything else of it but as we cuddled more often and had sex less often it almost seemed to become the new routine. Of course routines don’t seem to last forever and before long we started going to bed at separate times which meant no cuddles and no sex.
I know I need to speak to him but I’m so scared of taking the plunge in case it doesn’t go how I want. I don’t want to lose him but the longer we let this go on the more we’re losing ourselves. He used to be fun and vibrant. I see a solemnity in him now that I’ve never seen before and I’m just hoping it isn’t as a result of me. I feel like I spend more and more time blaming myself for the situation we’re in. However it’s as much his fault as it is mine.
Still adore him and we can make this work
I guess what I need to do is pluck up the courage to talk to him or at least start making more of an effort. Maybe if I put myself forward he’ll see the love is still there. See that I still adore him and see that we can make this work. Finding the time and place to make things work might be hard work. But the hardest part is admitting that I might have done something to help us get to this place. Hopefully it’s just a phase but until it’s over I’ll continue feeling like this.