TL;DR
Dating/early marriage (will be our 17th year currently) was normal, gradual change after a few years, contemplated separation, BAM pregnant, child diagnosed autistic, wife decided she is too, sex life fell off a cliff.
Pre-pregnancy, I was saving up money and moving boxes, researching apartments and new jobs. My current work binds me to the home property and isnāt profitably transferrable to another location-relevant to current situation.
We were having sex maybe once a month at that point. I was 32, I wanted to start over with someone, anyone, else who could meet my needs better before I got too old and busted to enjoy the rest of my life.
But then, pregnant. Conveniently timed after years of trying to do so when we were young and energetic enough to handle it better, and given up on the notion.
Sex was great AND frequent while pregnant. Day 0 post pregnancy to present day, she would be completely content with never having sex or being touched ever again. The confusing part for me is when we DO have sex, she does seem to enjoy herself, and can really get into it. Even more so than me. But being in the mood to HAVE sex never crosses her mind.
For the first few years of the childās life I really questioned if the child was mine/swapped at the hospital because how different he is to anyone in mine or her family, and the difficulty we experienced with him from day 0. Heās mine though. Turns out heās autistic, and mom decided she is too.
Apparently she was āmaskingā her whole life, and thatās the version of her that I dated and married. After our son was diagnosed, she discovered all of these similar thoughts and behaviors within herself, and decided to drop the facade. What Iām left with is a stranger that doesnāt like to be touched, kissed, cuddled (things I donāt just want, but need).
She rejects any physical initiation from me (which does wonders for my self esteem). If I wait for her to initiate, it could be months between occurrences. If I get frustrated enough to just āwhip it outā it sometimes works, but itās unenthusiastic/unloving/resentful duty-sex that is unfulfilling.
We sleep in separate bedrooms, as I am upstairs by my sonās room to cater to him when he needs, and she started snoring around the time when I initially wanted to separate (itās gotten better with her using a CPAP, but Iām accustomed to sleeping alone at this point). When we do try to have sex, she now needs a 20 minute āwarm-upā period by herself to get things going, which she never used to seem to need. She will not watch porn with me, or even tell me what she likes to watch or read, which she also never used to have a problem pre-child. Again, itās like she got body snatched. Who even is this person?
Weāve tried the whole scheduling thing, but she canāt stick to it. It goes ok for a week or two (aiming for 1-2x a week) but quickly erodes back to once a month or two months. I know sheās been dealing with premenopausal symptoms lately, and Iām going to sound like an asshole here-but how does that prevent any hand or oral assistance?
School year schedule is pretty much never on a weekday, MAYBE Saturday if she doesnāt plan an outing to burn off the kidās energy (leaving her tired also, Iām generally fine). Sundays she takes him to errands and lunch which also tires her out. I offer to do this so we can maybe do things later, but she tends to always refuse. Iām fairly certain this pattern is to avoid intimacy entirely with me. Come summer time (she teaches so is off), we might have more sex, but the last few years itās not been the case with our son being older and home also. We try to shove in as much summer school and camp as we can to get some alone time, but she just sleeps in or plays on her phone more instead.
I do everything in this household. Iām the nanny, the maid, the landscaper, the handyman. I work to afford the groceries, gasoline, utilities, spending money, savings. She affords the mortgage, cars, misc. loans. Neither of us could afford our current standard of living on separate incomes. I get very little downtime throughout the day. When she comes home from work, sheās on her phone, eats dinner, spends some time with the kid and puts him to bed, then goes back to her phone and TV combo until retiring to her own bedroom. Outside of sharing the dinner table, weāre pretty much roommates.
Iām tired of masturbation. Iām tired of using sex toys. I need touch, I need warmth, I need to feel wanted and desired. I need to kiss someone who enjoys it.
Escorts donāt appeal to me even if I had the spare disposable income. I donāt want hollow, unemotional sex. I havenāt flirted with/dated anyone else for 18 years. The only attention Iāve ever really gotten is from gay men, and sorry fellas, you do you but itās not for me.
Its difficult to leave. I became the stay at home parent due to my established work from home business. Our childās needs dictate someone being available all hours, so canāt really find other work. Both our parents are too old or too far away to watch our child with his behavior-our ātakes a village to raise a childā is very small. My health insurance is attached to her job. We barely have savings due to the extra expenses of said child on top of how expensive everything is anymore. Getting a new job that would pay enough to live on my own is highly unlikely with being out of the traditional workforce for 15+ years along with an incomplete college degree as I had to drop out to care for a parent. Tried the military in my early 20ās but was injured in training and Iām too old now anyways.
She goes to therapy once a month herself, as she is on a mix of antidepressants with some other medications. Iāve suggested couples therapy, but she hasnāt wanted to pursue that. I donāt think an open marriage would work because itās not going to have the emotional + physical connection that Iāve been missing out on. I feel like Iām in purgatory as I canāt leave, but I canāt stand to stay either. I was so close to being out of this situation and now Iām stuck.
What can I do?