Greetings all. You might remember me from my series of roommate threads. Good times!
Well, things haven't completely fallen apart, yet, but it feels like this thing in doomed. Everything was going fine. She stopped taking her anti-depresants, and while she became extremely *****y for a while, most of the time she was awesome. We decided that she should start taking birth control pills.
A week and a half ago she got a yeast infection. She didn't tell me, but the box sitting in the bathroom closet indicated that she did. A few days later she started up on the birth control, and she started taking her meds again. Her behavior declined. All she did last week was sleep and complain about me playing video games or whatever instead of doing something with her. I can't imagine what I could possibly have done with her besides watch her sleep.1
We haven't really had sex in two and a half weeks. She started her period, then had the yeast infection I mentioned before. A week ago she tried giving me a BJ, but I couldn't get off, and last friday she tried having sex with me, but a few minutes in complained that it hurt. She used some lube, tried again, and stopped again, complaining that it hurt and she couldn't get wet. She wouldn't tell me what was wrong, and just kept telling me that it wasn't my concern until I demanded to know what was wrong. Then she told me about the yeast infection.
She told me she went to her gyno, and they told her just to use the over the counter stuff for a few days, and she'd be all cleared up. She said the pain wouldn't be permanent, and that she really wanted to have sex, but she needed another day or two. Which is obviously understandable, and I told her that.
It's been almost a week since then, and I feel like it's something more. We were supposed to go out yesterday and do something fun, but she changed her mind and just wanted to bum around the apartment. Later on we got into some minor bickering match, which ended with me leaving. When I came back home she was nothing but apologetic. Then when we went to bed, I got more of the usual lately: nothing.
The thing is, despite the lack of intimacy, she's become overbearing and clingy. Everytime I go somewhere she wants to come with. She gets jealous when I do something without her. She wants me to go to bed when she does, then gets upset when I don't. She follows me around the apartment, and comes into my room when I close the door.
I'm thinking about breaking up with her. Sorry to sound shallow, but if she's not going to be capable of having sex (I don't have it in me anymore to put in the work it takes to get her "in the mood" only to be shot down half the time, and this was before her affliction), but wants to be my shadow, this just isn't going to work for me.
Well, things haven't completely fallen apart, yet, but it feels like this thing in doomed. Everything was going fine. She stopped taking her anti-depresants, and while she became extremely *****y for a while, most of the time she was awesome. We decided that she should start taking birth control pills.
A week and a half ago she got a yeast infection. She didn't tell me, but the box sitting in the bathroom closet indicated that she did. A few days later she started up on the birth control, and she started taking her meds again. Her behavior declined. All she did last week was sleep and complain about me playing video games or whatever instead of doing something with her. I can't imagine what I could possibly have done with her besides watch her sleep.1
We haven't really had sex in two and a half weeks. She started her period, then had the yeast infection I mentioned before. A week ago she tried giving me a BJ, but I couldn't get off, and last friday she tried having sex with me, but a few minutes in complained that it hurt. She used some lube, tried again, and stopped again, complaining that it hurt and she couldn't get wet. She wouldn't tell me what was wrong, and just kept telling me that it wasn't my concern until I demanded to know what was wrong. Then she told me about the yeast infection.
She told me she went to her gyno, and they told her just to use the over the counter stuff for a few days, and she'd be all cleared up. She said the pain wouldn't be permanent, and that she really wanted to have sex, but she needed another day or two. Which is obviously understandable, and I told her that.
It's been almost a week since then, and I feel like it's something more. We were supposed to go out yesterday and do something fun, but she changed her mind and just wanted to bum around the apartment. Later on we got into some minor bickering match, which ended with me leaving. When I came back home she was nothing but apologetic. Then when we went to bed, I got more of the usual lately: nothing.
The thing is, despite the lack of intimacy, she's become overbearing and clingy. Everytime I go somewhere she wants to come with. She gets jealous when I do something without her. She wants me to go to bed when she does, then gets upset when I don't. She follows me around the apartment, and comes into my room when I close the door.
I'm thinking about breaking up with her. Sorry to sound shallow, but if she's not going to be capable of having sex (I don't have it in me anymore to put in the work it takes to get her "in the mood" only to be shot down half the time, and this was before her affliction), but wants to be my shadow, this just isn't going to work for me.