It cuts deeply because you know that’s not true. If she only understood your countless efforts to make sure she’s happy…

You’ve tried to communicate. You’ve tried to give her more space. You’ve been supportive and patient. But what about your needs?

I’ve learned so incredibly much about the enormous resiliency of men like yourself. I’m amazed at how you can withstand such torment for years without end.

YOU REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES TOO, RIGHT?

At least barely… When the passion (and frequency) were amazing? When she adored you and wanted to be around you all the time? When you felt like a million dollars.

“Oh but every couple’s sex life eventually fizzles out…”

Don’t buy in to this myth. While it’s unfortunately the “norm”, that doesn’t mean it’s normal, and it certainly doesn’t have to be inevitable.

SHE MOST LIKELY JUST ISN’T ATTRACTED TO YOU ANYMORE.

I remember what it felt like to have the then love of my life, the woman who had once adored me, slowly pull away over time. Sex slowly dwindled until it eventually became a “chore” to her. That was just one of her numerous soul-crushing comments in the many months before she finally left me.

Isn’t it strange how their personality can have such a drastic shift? The nagging, the put downs, the cold-heartedness. How and why do they go from supportive “sex goddess” to “super bitch?”

Yes, absolutely there are potential medical issues. Perimenopause, depression, etc. However, for most of you, it’s because deep down, she just doesn’t respect you anymore.

The absolutely best most amazing stupendously incredible news is if she’s still in stage 1 or 2 of the right side repulsion above, then your sex-life is most likely salvageable.

I’ve always been fascinated by beautiful classy women. I’ve studied and practiced countless dating and relationship methods over the past 27 years, with varying results.

I live the life that so many think is impossible. Now 49, I’ve been with the same amazing woman for the past 18 years, we have four wild and crazy kids, and still chase each other around like we did when we first met.

And I don’t believe it’s luck…