Well after the counseling session mentioned in my previous post where it was made definitively clear to me that there is no path forward for us intimately, I can't even bear to look at my wife anymore. I don't want to talk to her, I can't look at her body, I don't even want to look her in the eye.

The fact that she in essence said " I cannot / will not meet you in the middle or anywhere on this issue so you are going to have to figure out what you need to do."

Like ... Are you telling me to divorce you? Because you are too afraid to do it, too afraid of the fallout and need me to be the one to make that call?

And now she's walking around the house like nothing ever happened.

What's wrong, she asks. You know Goddamn well what's wrong and it just doesn't matter.

And I can't even look at her without jealousy, anger and sadness overwhelming me. I see the most attractive woman I've ever known and it makes my stomach turn with hurt.

If I didn't have my kids around I would leave today and put myself up in a hotel room for a week or so and come back with a game plan. Do some things for myself, who knows maybe hit the strip club LOL. Anything to wrap my mind around this.