How To Save Your Marriage When You No Longer Find Your Spouse Attractive

Recently a reader contacted me regarding my Married Sex series to tell me her story in the hopes of getting some answers. We’ll call my reader Maggie.

Maggie has been harboring a secret for the last five years of her 20-year marriage. No, she isn’t having an affair, hasn’t decided she’s a lesbian, isn’t realizing she’s transgender and is not a spy for North Korea.

Her secret is more simple than that, but she fears it could spell the end of her marriage. Maggie’s secret? She no longer finds her husband Eddie sexually attractive. She’s suffering from a chronic case of sexual dissatisfaction and feeling pretty shallow.

Maggie and Eddie met when they were both freshmen at USC and lived in the College Uni dorms. They were part of a group of dorm dwellers who rented out an ice rink to play broom hockey, running around on the ice in their tennis shoes. Maggie recalls falling instantly in lust when Eddie body-checked her in front of the goal net.

Eddie played on the USC tennis team. He was long-limbed at six-feet tall and lithe. He had a full head of blonde, Byronic curls and a killer smile. Better yet, he was a one-woman man who fell deeply in love with Maggie.

Two years after college they married and quickly had three little boys. Eddie carved his way into a prestigious law firm while Maggie stayed home to raise their boys.

As Maggie explains it she often worried that Eddie might lose interest in her. She’d put on a substantial amount of weight with the birth of each baby. She sometimes felt she was a little boring “just being a mom.” And often didn’t take the time when the kids were really little to put on makeup and do something —anything — with her hair. But Eddie’s love never wavered.

Finally, when their boys hit high school, Maggie had a lot more time for herself. She decided to drop those extra pounds and started taking tennis lessons at the local rec center. Ironically, Eddie had entirely given tennis up while Maggie began to love it, getting so good she competed in local competitions, frequently winning trophies. She lost 30 pounds the first year playing tennis and 20 more the year after that, getting in the best shape of her life.

In the meantime Eddie seemed to gain all the weight Maggie shed, he lost most of his gorgeous head of hair and had taken up cigar smoking. All of this resulted in Maggie, quite simply, falling out of lust with her man.

She vows there’s no tennis pro hiding in her boudoir. That she hasn’t strayed but worries she’s doomed to a life of sexual dissatisfaction.

I asked Maggie if she’d spoken to Eddie about this and she said no because she felt like she was a selfish person who should appreciate him for who he is as a father and a husband. When your spouse not attracted to you, those things alone should be enough to make him attractive to her especially since he’d loved her through her own bout of self-described unattractiveness.

She worries that if she tells Eddie how she feels, their sex life will end entirely because he may no longer initiate.

My advice to Maggie was to be honest with her husband and let him know this is a problem for her, therefore a weak spot in the marriage. While I believe Maggie when she says she isn’t having an affair, I can’t help but worry that’s a possibility if the subject isn’t addressed.

My own 12-year marriage has certainly had its share of sexual ruts and times when your spouse is not attracted to you.

Just the other night I got into bed with Henry ready to snuggle up to sleep when he began to kiss me. Oh. This isn’t a peck. Perhaps this is a sexual overture? There’s only one way to find out.

“Henry?”

“Yes.”

“Should I take out my bite guard?”

“Yes, take out your bite guard.”

FLOOSHWACKAAAA. That’s what it sounds like when I take out my night guard. It’s especially sexy if there’s a lot of spit slinky-ing between my mouth and the bite guard when I remove it. Henry asked if I wouldn’t mind brushing my teeth before we resumed. Could it be he didn’t find the bite guard sexy?

I also only wash my hair twice a week or it gets frizzy so sometimes Henry asks me to please wash my hair before I get into bed because I “smell like an eight-year-old boy after he’s lost an egg-tossing competition and has a dozen yolks in his hair.” And don’t even get me started on my Irritable Bowel Syndrome because that’s just so sexxxaaayyy.

Henry isn’t always a perfect red rose either. One night we climbed into bed and Henry began to initiate sex after a month on a yeasty-white-bread-carb rampage. “Honey," I said in a sweet, dulcet voice, “I cannot have sex with that belly.” Oh yes, I did. Because I’m a little b*tch like that.

To say Henry was disgruntled is an understatement and I felt like a world-class wanker, but his reaction to this ignominy was to drop 10 pounds.

What I’m learning as we go along is that sometimes sex just isn’t that great or important, but there are other times when it flourishes again and can even be exciting. And communication about dissatisfaction, while it may seem unfriendly or mean, is often what it takes to get out of a rut.

I’d love to hear any suggestions you may have for Maggie and to hear how you’ve battled sexual boredom, lulls and lack of desire in your own relationships.

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