DEAR ABBY: Seventeen years ago, I had a mental breakdown. For the first three years afterward, my husband stood by me. The medications I was prescribed caused me to gain more than 100 pounds. I have tried diets, to no avail. I suggested to him that maybe we could hold each other and see where it led us. His reply was, “I’m no longer attracted to you. You knew when we married that I wasn’t attracted to larger (fat) women.” Since then, I no longer respect or value him. He has his room, and I have mine on the other side of the house. We do absolutely nothing together.
When he comes to my bedroom, he doesn’t knock. When I need to go through his room, I always knock. He said, “This is my house, too, and I don’t knock.” I can’t stand his arrogant ways. I still have to pretend we are married, but I don’t feel it. He calls me “baby.” I have expressed that I have no interest in pretending and have asked him to stop calling me that.
I’m on a fixed income. All of my retirement money is invested in this home and property. I pay all the bills. We haven’t had sex in 14 years. I’m lonely for male companionship. I don’t know how much longer I can live this way, even though he didn’t leave when I really needed him. Please advise. — NUMB IN ALABAMA
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