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Oh I know. It's one of those things that should never be an issue, but it is what it is. It is literally a raging battle in my head, especially when I'm stressed and I want more release, something other than longer showers and lube.
I feel like a trapped animal, biting at the bars, looking for some escape. It's horrible to say that because it's only in this one aspect of my life that I feel this way. My hormone-driven brain tries to find ways to justify cheating, then I realize this girl worships the ground I walk on (and I do the same for her) and I know what I am thinking is wrong. No amount of talking has ever helped, she just likes plain vanilla sex, generally in one position, for the rest of her life, and once a week or less is fine.
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We contend that for a nation to try to tax itself into prosperity is like a man standing in a bucket and trying to lift himself up by the handle.
-Winston Churchill
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