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To be honest, the failure of our marriage was both of our faults-him for being a control freak and me for letting him control me. So, what did I do? route dampening I confessed that I'd met someone, but that I wanted our marriage to work-can we please go to a counselor? ANGER ANGER ANGER!!! "I don't need some asshole to tell me there's nothing wrong with me, route dampening and have you fucked _____?" No, I hadn't. The only route dampening person I'd fucked is myself, literally and figuratively. I left, married a man that loves me unconditionally, and even though our sex is 50/50 basic/adventurous, it's always exciting because there's no bullshit involved-just love, lust, and respect. Content And Loving Marriage If you can stand one more e-mail on this issue: Although I come from a devout Christian family, my mother always made it clear to my sisters and me that if we have a good and loving husband, we should be willing to give him sex even when we're not in the mood (luckily, I have a husband who's good at putting me in the mood).
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