I love dh dearly but he said he no longer loves me and wants to move on. I have begged him to try and he's so cold - I feel so foolish. I'm trying to accept that it's over and we're putting the house up for sale. we have to live together until the house is sold because we can't afford any other way. I think the house will be on the market for a long time based on others in the neighborhood. I don't know how I'm going to live with him with this ache in my heart. He's acting like we're roomies.

There are bad Christians just like their are bad atheists or bad Muslims. A whole group should not be 'distrusted' because of the bad apples. That's like saying there are bad white people so I'm going to distrust all white people (I'm white by the way). Get to know someone for who they are and where their heart is, then determine whether you want to trust them or not.

I'm the one who struggled financially for years after my divorce but finally landed on my feet. After the split, I went back to school to get my teaching credential. I lived with my parents and pinched every penny that came my way (welfare and food stamps). As soon as I could, I began substitute teaching and making connections in various school districts. It took three years of struggle, part time/temporary work, applying for jobs (teaching and every other kind of job I could find), disappointing interviews ("you're amazing and we have no doubt you would be great, but you're going to leave us as soon as you get a teaching job"), and heartache before I got the call I had been hoping for: "We are all enchanted with you and would love to offer you the position at our school!" Now, I truly appreciate what I have, and I love the job I worked so hard to attain. I have shown my kids strength and preserverence, and our relationships were strengthened tremendously during our struggle. Now we are financially secure; everyone has his/her own bedroom; we have a new car, and we are all stronger than ever before. Yeah, it really sucked at times, but we made it.

I love dh dearly but he said he no longer loves me and wants to move on. I have begged him to try and he's so cold - I feel so foolish. I'm trying to accept that it's over and we're putting the house up for sale. we have to live together until the house is sold because we can't afford any other way. I think the house will be on the market for a long time based on others in the neighborhood. I don't know how I'm going to live with him with this ache in my heart. He's acting like we're roomies.

My heart is broken

I lied and told him I went out for drinks last night. Made him realize, at least for a second, that I could go out where there are single men, or even go out with one of them! He asked who I went with, and I eventually told him the girls. And I was invited out - I just didn't go with them. I stayed home and tried to mend my broken heart. He doesn't want me like I want him. He's made that clear.

My head and heart are confused too. I think I'm going to have to bite the bullet and get a divorce. It's going to hurt Ds, but I feel like it will hurt him more if I stay. I don't know if I'm being selfish or smart, I just don't know what to do.

Been married 3 months and we've had sex once since then. This is both our 2nd marriage; he's 47, I'm 36. He's on antidepressants which is killing his drive into the negative and I do understand, but can't help feeling it's because of me. We've talked about it and I keep telling him I'm ok with it, I will be there when he wants me. But damnit, I want HIM! I want him all the time. I don't want pity sex, and I don't want him to feel like he HAS to make love to me, I want him to WANT me. I get upset when I think back to the crazy sex we had 4 years ago (he was on testosterone shots at the time, but they raised his blood pressure a lot) and I keep hoping someday it will be back to that, or at least a fraction of that. But I fear it will never happen and I'm secretly worried I won't be able to deal with it. I would never stray. Couldn't if I tried, but the thought of masturbating for the rest of my life is not the way I envisioned the next 40+ years. I love him with all my heart, everything about him is perfect, except this. I wish I could kill my own sex drive, then it wouldn't be an issue.

I feel like my head and my heart are constantly fighting with each other. Stupid logic! Stupid emotions!

Feeling conflicted. Not sure if I should follow my head or heart.