I love my man dearly. He is everything I could have ever wanted in a man (ok so he has his quirks but who doesnt??). I love spending time with him and doing simple things like cuddle on the couch or even just make dinner together. Thing is... he came into my life about a year after me and the man who (I believe) was my soul mate and now.... I just cant have sex with him. For some reason, my man just doesn't turn me on at all. His touches dont start the engine. But the ex, we still have amazing sexual chemistry (I never said I was perfect). When he touches me the world disappears. Is this normal??
However, excitement, adventure, sexual chemistry is also what women crave to make up for the dullness of the 'expected'.. which comes with the danger of insecurity and infidelity (in the mind of the woman).
Just my 2c as a guy... who tries to be all of the above. ;)
1) about memory. One can over blow the good and minimize or even forget the bad. Its why, in part, abused go back to abusers. Do you think you are inflating the good sex and negating the bad relationship? Why is he "the ex?" How great was the relationship that failed? This doesn't add up to me.
2) about cheating. You are cheating someone you say you love & who is decent to you out of a sex life. You are cheating at least emotionally with an ex-partner. And implicitly you suggest you have no responsibility because of...
3) chemistry. Which usually refers to a lot of subtle & nuanced things that make things work. But you use it as a blanket excuse and cover for what is really just your bad behaviour.
What bad behaviour? You have castrated the guy you say you care about & who treats you well. You have elevated some guy you can't have a relationship with to the level of some sexual god. And you take no responsibility for your hurtful game playing.
You really need to take some responsibility for your own feelings and relationship and straighten out your head, in my opinion. Not just blame "chemistry."
lol he is your friend, and not your "boyfriend"
You have some deep wounds from last boyfriend.
Love hurts...