It's freaking killing me. Everythings okay at the TwinsnTeens home, especially with SD12 gone, so there's not an emotional disconnect. I'm pretty sure its a testosterone issue on his part, but even knowing that its a problem with him and not me makes me feel pretty crappy. I'm only nearly 25, I can't go the next 15 years getting it twice a month or less until I hit menopause. DH noticed that I was upset this morning and keeps asking what's wrong. I can't tell him "you won't screw me, that's what's wrong!" Cause then he'll give me a halfhearted quickie and consider it part of my monthly quota. He acknowledged the other day,that he just doesn't have the drive anymore. But shit, make an effort! I do things I don't necessarily want to do, and I'm sure screwing is a lot more fun than sweeping the floor.