I'm too lazy to cheat. A running joke with my wife, but mostly truth. Also, if I cheated, it would ruin one of Patrice Oneal's best bits...can't have that. I'll blow up the marriage before cheating, the engineer in me knows it's more work, long term, to cheat than it is to get divorced and find a new girlfriend(haha, fuck getting married again).
I do sometimes try to look at this introspectively. I know I'm not perfect, if lack of sex is bugging me, what am I doing(or not doing) that might bothering her? Like, I don't work out at all, I don't have the motivation for it. Yet she says I have a cute butt. I'm old enough where the skin is sagging and creating a fold where it meets my legs. I'm not fat(160, 6') yet there it is. So when she says "cute butt", I'm thinking haha ok, maybe I should work out.
That was kind of rambly, but just an example when I don't talk to anyone and get inside my own head.
I don't want to go to a marriage counselor, I can't think of someone saying it helped. Just seems like throwing money away. I have told her most of this(not the last day's stuff). I said she was a bummer to be around. She didn't like that.