He’s claiming that the military taught him to act like he’s lying…never looking someone in the eye, bouncing around from foot to foot, and he’s claiming he’s basically medically frigid, he doesn’t feel good, he ate too much, too tired–any excuse to not have sex. He says the army did that to him. He won’t answer me as to why he didn’t bother to get help once he got back or the army didn’t make any effort to deprogram him. The jail I worked in never taught me to act that way toward everybody. Now more than ever I believe he’s not telling me the truth. I’m even more convinced that he’s cheating. I’ve pretty much told him sex is off the table. He said no it isn’t but I put my foot down. No more touching, hugging or kissing…..no physical contact. My head and my gut are telling me that he’s being honest with me but I refuse to believe it. I’ll never trust my instincts again. He’s already about 4 or 5 beers into another drunk. They’ll be gone by morning and the gods only know how many times he’s going to pee in the bed tonight because he’s too drunk to wake up.
I refuse to let him touch me, I will not look at him…I’ve told him I’m going to start looking for someone that’s not medically frigid. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had sex with him in the middle of the night when I was under my sleeping pills or didn’t feel good. He doesn’t want to hear it. He keeps saying we’ve got to communicate better but if I try to tell him something he starts yelling and refuses to believe anything I say. So I’m just not going to tell him anything. I’m no longer talking to him.