When you were on the operating table and our second son in less than 2 years came out, the doctor severed your ovaries and burned your tubes closed with a torch. We had no idea what that would mean in the future and only did it as a form of birth control. Only about a year and a half later, when I looked up your symptoms online did I find out about Post Tubal Ligation Syndrome. I begged you to have the reversal surgery, because accounts told of people getting their life back afterward. You have changed so much from the woman I married, but I still am in Love with You.
I broke up with you in your car in front of my parents' house and you cried "why can't I ever be happy?!" I made it my mission to do that for you, to make you happy. I dedicated my Life to You. Your dad left you when you were a child and now I'm the dad. You don't want me as the dad. You don't want a man to be in charge. I put up with your bullshit for the kids and now we are getting divorced. It's for the best.
I would stay with you and work it out. I know its our destiny to be together. I can be your fairy tale. But I need sex. I am at my physical peak as a 30 year old man. You are 40 and should be all over me constantly, but the Tubal Ligation killed your sex drive. As your ovaries dried up and hardened into rocks, our relationship also is dying. We are co-parents. We fight like lovers, but never make up.
Its been over 6 months since we had sex. That is grounds for divorce. I am getting my needs met elsewhere, but you should know that if I could, I would only do it with you. It is really hurtful to see you this way. I am only a man, an animal.