Self esteem, Self esteem, Self esteem....
So many factors... I see my mom doesn't always like to make love to my dad (I know, TMI :confused:) because she doesn't feel beautiful, feels heavy, etc. Her self-esteem is low no matter how much she loves my dad or my dad just sees this beautiful woman no matter what size she is. The more they become a team, I think the more comfortable my mom has become but I saw the biggest change when I was their weight loss counselor and they each lost weight together - they've regained it - but that bond is with them.
My sister-in-law, also didn't feel attractive, and didn't always like making love to my brother (I seem to be my family all round counselor for this info... :alien:) but my baby brother, as large as he was, depends on this affection - which I think is a trait that maybe we both got from my dad - so despite his PTSD and his weight, this affection for him is not affected. Their love life has gotten better, as I understand it, as they started to lose weight together and worked on their communication and team work. (Found out they're having their first baby next spring :D)
Having this trait I think I got from my dad (who is also disabled and at one point in time had a low self-esteem due to this even when first with my mom) I too have looked at intimacy as a requirement to show my worth. I had my virginity taken from me from my first boyfriend and thought that me being intimate was how someone would love me... as ISH said, maybe that mercy bit, as well, because I was disgusted by it so when I was in a relationship I still felt I had to but it was an attention I desired in order to feel 'worthy'.
Of course, this "addiction" as I refer to it, was not healthy and my self-esteem was extremely low. I didn't feel good about the way I looked, or who I was. I preferred the lights off and had no meaningful relationships... strangers so to say. I wanted a different life and it's been a struggle but I can say I finally am more days than not these days that I am happy with my body, who I am, and my sexuality.
My struggle would be now the affection from my sufferer and as much as the idea of him sleeping with a stranger sickens me, I'm grateful for this site and all I've read as I see my weak stomach for this has come from my unhealthy relationship with my ex who did cheat on me because of his low self esteem and though it isn't acceptable, I understand it, but it is hard accepting it and deleting this from memory when my sufferer would rather just watch movies with me. I'm grateful for my ugly past as now when I see him covering himself up, ashamed of how he looks, having to be under covers or with the lights off, or just preferring I scratch his back and hold him, I understand that he's just got something in him he needs to get rid of because it is lowering his self worth as he sees himself in my eyes even though whether he has a bit of weight on him, or his pants are falling off him, he's a gorgeous human being to me <3
So as Nicolette mentioned, I've realized and set a boundary with him to help me that he has to allow me to give him kisses when I want to give him kisses and accept them. I respect his boundary of PTSD - too much, too little - but I love kissing his cheeks and his forehead that I think even his cat (mean to everyone but me and him) have both come to actually expect my kisses so he's getting more comfortable in his sexuality with me and I'm maintaining my sexual self worth because I'm getting to be a bit of me even if it is just as simple as a peck on the lips.
We should never do anything so out of the norm that it makes us uncomfortable but we do owe it to ourselves to push our boundaries bit by bit in order to gain an agreed and desired result... That effort, I must believe, is passion.... A passion for truly being the best that WE want ourselves to be and in.