I've been posting here forever, and to try to keep it short, my DH made up his mind he was entitled to have two EAs over the last 17 years - we've been together now an astounding 42 years. I've also been trying to deal with a health problem plus depression (largely due to him being bad for so long, it finally just overwhelmed me), and right now it bugs me that getting physical is pretty much gone. In the past, no matter what happened between us, I never allowed that part of our life to die off, it honestly has been a huge glue that kept us together. But something that I found out about - the guy didn't just tell me about it, I found about it on my own - it just wiped me out. My last therapist kept telling me to quit beating up on myself, that he made his choices and although he has done a total turnaround and now treats me the way he always should have and then some, my interest seems to have just gone to Timbuktu or something. I used to enjoy it so much, now it's just not interesting to me. His interest isn't what it once was, either, we aren't exactly spring chickens. The way I'd put this is I wish I could look forward to it again and just wonder how some of you I'm sure dealt with this managed to work thru it????? I probably should be able to figure this out myself, but we live more like roommates with occasional privileges these days. It bugs me but when you aren't interested, it all changes.