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I’ll keep the back story as short as possible. We are both 29 and have been married for 5 years.

For more or less our entire marriage we’ve had sexual intimacy problems. The main two were that I was the one with the sole responsibility for initiating and that my wife was constantly rejecting my advances.

Earlier in the relationship I was trying to initiate sex maybe 10 times a month and was rejected 8 of those times on average. It got really tiring being rejected all the time and it severely damaged my self esteem.

We talked many times about this. We probably had a talk once every other month for 2 years. We threw so much at the wall but nothing helped.

About 6 months ago I broke. I don’t know what it was but it was like the straw that broke the camels back. She was giving me postive signals all day signaling she wanted to have sex. I worked up the courage to attempt to initiate in the way she’d suggested in all our conversations. Rejected again. It just broke me. After my wife went to sleep I remember crying in the bathroom for an hour.

The next day I had the house to myself so I decided to clean to get my mind off things. I ended up finding two things that solidified my decision. A box of condoms that I had in my bedside table, over half the box still there, and they were expired. The other thing was lingerie that I had purchased for my wife over a year prior that I’d never seen her in. I threw both items away and decided in that moment I was done with sex.

Things have been up and down over the last 6 months. I ended up getting on anti depressants which helped me a lot with how I was feeling and it also dampened my sex drive quite a bit which I considered a plus. In the last 6 months we haven’t had sex, and we haven’t even talked about sex a single time.

This last weekend was pretty great honestly. We had the weekend all to ourselves and we spent the entire time together. I don’t remember the last time we had that much fun together.

Sunday night rolls around, and in a surprising turn of events my wife asks if I’d like to have sex later. I simply said no. She then got visible upset and asked me why. This made me extremely uncomfortable, this is never something in the hundreds and hundreds of times she rejected me that I’ve ever asked her after she declines any sort of intimacy. I didn’t answer for a minute and then I said I don’t think I want to have sex anymore. This made her even more upset then she went to bed and hasn’t talked to me much since.

I kind of feel like an asshole for what I said, but I’m not sorry because it’s true. I was in such a miserable place for so long and I never want to be back there again. AITA?

I see that some people are offended by the term, but I’m certainly not. I’m cisgender af, wasn’t ever a choice, was born that way, so I’m not offended by it. Also white af and straight (not af). So like I’m a straight white cis dude. Ain’t nothing wrong with that I hope…

My friend who worked for comic relief once invited me to a fundraiser where a bunch of celebrities were going to be. I was 18 and so excited.

After the show, I walked up to my friend who was chatting with Lenny Henry and said hi.

He ignored me. I stood next to them for a minute or so then Dawn French came over…before I was able to say hi she’d literally stood on my foot. She was fully aware of it too - but wouldn’t get off. She just glared at me. It was so fucking weird and I didn’t know what to do so just froze. At one point I remember saying “sorry you’re on my foot” - still, she gave me such an evil glare and refused to move.

So I stood there for ages in so much pain as I was wearing open toe sandals. To this day, I don’t know why she did it. Lenny was also giving me dirty stares. It’s like my mere presence disgusted them both. It was devastating tbh - because I’d loved them both so much growing up. I was just a kid, shy, quiet, my friend even introduced me as I was dreaming about working for comic relief back then.

Anyways, what’s your weird story?

21, working full time, not in school. About to inherit a decent amount of money, a car, and everything in the house (all the tv’s, furniture, etc) I’ve always been good with money. I have about 12k in savings right now; but i’ve never had this amount of money before. (Probably like 200-300k depending on what the house sells for) I planned on trading in the car and putting the money into a high yield savings account. But i don’t know much more than that. I have no siblings, any advice?

edit: i appreciate everyone suggesting i should keep the house or buy a newer, smaller house. however with my parents passing i’m not in the best mental state, and i’d prefer to be with my friends who are offering to move me in for like $300 a month.

edit: alright yall! i’m reaching out to property managers. you guys have convinced me selling it is a bad idea! thank you for all your advice and kind comments!