The problem is I have already sat down and talked to her about this. She denies anything I suggest and gives her assurances that she does love me and wants to be with me. I suggested a couple times we end what we have and even brought up the uneveness in our relationship. She doesn’t want to end it, I have given her an easy out on several occasions, but for some reason she wants to stay with me. We have discussed marriage for the last 6 months already, and she even was with me when I purchased the ring (she helped pick it out).
I have dated several women in the past that are very self-centered (though not obnoxiously), and it seems the norm in my limited experiences (perhaps 20 out of 30 past girlfriends / flings), and she, sadly is no exception. She likes to talk about herself more than likes to hear about what I have to say (for the most part), she enjoys back rubs, but never offers them to me (and she is a physical therapist), she likes to recieve and recieve and never give. This is pretty normal to me though, and I don’t think it is concious on her part. I think society trains women to think that guys have to be the one to open doors, tell the woman how beautiful she is, buy her flowers and dinner, giver her massage, and pleasure her. Perhaps the idea of equal partnership is lost somewhere in there.
I think it is my fault though. I buy her flowers several times a month for no other reason than to brighten her day. I tell her every day that I love her, send her Text messages randomly, emails, take her out to dinner, picnics, and various other little things to show her how I feel. She returns many of them, don’t think she doesn’t. I still feel that she comes to expect it, that she is becoming calloused to it and the magic that my gestures once represented have become mundane. Perhaps the reason the jerks that never do anything romantic get to keep the girl because by rationing it out, they can at least keep the hope of magic alive.
I’ll have another discussion with her, and will likely have many more if we stay together, but I am starting to think it might be on the tail end, I just don’t want it to be. Regardless of the lack of sex, she is still my best friend as well as the woman I love. I find her unbelievably sexy, her humor is amazing, and she makes me smile even when I am having a terrible day. I don’t wish to sound sappy, but I do love her, not just as a friend (though she is my best friend), but I find her amazing and beautiful and until pretty recently I was certain she was my soulmate.