So, I’ll start with a little backstory. This incident happened a few years ago, I was and still am married. We are approaching our ten year anniversary and an event of this magnitude, naturally, makes you think about your whole journey together. This story took place six years into my marriage and to this day remains one of my biggest secrets that I swore I’d take to my grave. For context, back then, we were having a lot of difficulty setting our differences aside, fighting every single day and generally just questioning it all. I’m not gonna bore you with the details as this is obviously not what this sub is meant for, but after a few months of being frustrated with each other, a period in which our sex lives were pretty much non existant, we decided to take a break to think things over and I moved back in with my parents for a while. This “break” would end up lasting another two months, so overall, I was in a dry spell for nearly half a year.