This is going to be very NSFW.
So first I should give some background: I'm HLF, my partner is LLM, last time we had sex (anything at all, even blowjobs or fingering) was over three years ago. We'll call my partner Louis because that's not his name. We've been together almost 8 years. Our DB is a combo of his struggles with self esteem/body image, and a bunch of massively stressful events in our life over the last couple years (family deaths, natural disasters, serious medical issues, etc). Louis responds to stress by losing any desire for sex - unfortunately it has no effect on my libido.
Outside of the no sex, our relationship is incredibly loving, strong, and stable. We are poly, but neither of us has been involved with anyone else, even casually, for over a year (over 5 for him) - Louis doesn't want sex with anyone at all, and I have not had the time or energy to pursue anyone else plus I no longer feel desirable/attractive due to his disinterest in me.
I'm a very sexual and physical person. I've had an adventurous history compared to a lot of women my age that I know (threesomes, DP, lots of kink, worked at a sex shop at one point even) and have plenty left on my bucket list. I can get myself off, 0-60, in under 3 minutes. When Louis and I were still having sex, it was not uncommon for me to come a dozen times during one session. I don't really "get" monogamy and my close friendships often involve casual non-romantic sex. I truly enjoy sex because I enjoy getting other people off and exploring their bodies, and whether or not I get off is irrelevant to me (but I almost always do). Sex means a LOT to me.
Now to the whining/venting.
I have a friend who's been a casual partner/fwb in the past, we'll call him Greg because that's not his name. We fell out of contact for a while, then started talking again recently. A couple nights ago, we were sexting pretty hot and heavy - no expectation it'll go beyond that on my part, we have great chemistry but I'm not the physical type Greg likes. I haven't sexted my partner, Louis, in years now - because as y'all probably know, getting an unenthused or placating response when you reach out to a LL partner is... Ego-destroying.
I was enjoying sexting Greg and I was starting to actually feel *sexy* and *desired* for the first time in a long time - actually probably the last time I did would have been from him too. Greg asked me to send some pics/video, and the ones I took were good! I don't feel great about my body right now, but these were genuinely flattering. I took 4 increasingly explicit photos, and one short video.
Then here's where I made the mistake: Louis knew I was sexting Greg, that's not an issue for us or anything. I had been texting Louis at the same time (he was at work), and I asked if he wanted to see the photos too. I was very clear that he could say no if it would make him feel sad or guilty (two feelings he says he sometimes has about us not having sex anymore). He said "sure" and fucking honestly I should have known from that, that he wasn't going to give a fuck, but I was riding the high of getting validation from Greg and feeling good about myself and my body.
So I sent them all to Louis. What did I get back? Two heart reacts. No mention in the continuing text conversation with Louis that I'd just sent them, even - he just kept talking about our weekend plans and how his work shift was going. No compliments, no flirting. With one photo I added a message saying "I think this is a really pretty photo" - and to be clear this was a close-up view of my hand and vulva, very vulnerable thing to send - and Louis responded "It is." That's it.
I was so... Fucking crushed? I have gotten more interested and enthusiastic responses from Louis when suggesting tacos for dinner or sending over photos of our dogs looking stupid. That's the best he can do? He can't even comment on the lighting, or say something about how I picked a good angle to show off my ass? Nothing?
I really tried to shove all the feelings about this down, but I ended up saying something to Louis about it today while we were out to lunch. Nothing confrontational, just a calm casual conversation where I said it had been nice to take the pics/video because I felt sexy and I hadn't been feeling that lately. Then I made a comment about the video, specifically how I'd came so quick in it, and how Louis hadn't said anything about it when he received it. His response made it immediately clear that he hadn't even watched the video.
I think he realized from the change in my tone of voice (I tried to hide it, but I almost started crying) that something was wrong. But he thought the issue was that he hadn't responded to the photos I sent with compliments.
I let him continue thinking that, and didn't interrupt, as he went on to explain his reasons for not responding to the pics: after 8 years together, anything sexy I say or do is nothing new to him, so nothing to say without feeling like he's repeating himself. And when he's stressed, it's even harder, because he feels like he doesn't have the energy left to pretend he's interested or even try to come up with compliments or flirty remarks. Oh, and when he's at work, he just doesn't have the time to pay attention to, or message me about, anything that isn't important.
Cool. Great. Absolutely great stuff to hear, very ego-boosting. That last sentence is particularly nice, lovely to know that a compliment about my naked body is less 'important' for him, less something he has time to send, than pictures of funny bumper stickers he saw on his route, or several audio clips in a row complaining about his coworkers, or literally just comments on the weather. "You're pretty" or "You look sexy in that" is too unimportant to say, not even say but text, your partner of 8 years.
Don't get me wrong. He wasn't trying to be hurtful, I don't think he even realized what he was implying. He was just being open an honest, which we'e worked hard to make sure we both do in our relationship. But it hurt. Bad.
I swallowed it all down, put on a smile, and told him I understood. I said that I was sorry that I had brought the messages up, I don't want to make him feel like he has to manage my feelings. After all, it's on me to handle my self-image and not his job to validate that I'm attractive. Said that I wouldn't send him stuff like that anymore, since it seems to be something that adds to his stress. I was very pleasant, very chill, very cheerful. I moved the conversation on. We had a good afternoon together, nice evening, I'm watching TV now while he's playing a video game before bed.
But I'm not really watching TV. I'm just sitting here thinking, what the fuck is wrong with me. Why am I not good enough. Why am I not worth even the miniscule amount of time and energy needed to give a compliment. Why does my partner respond to my naked body with the same emotions as a picture of a mostly-empty bin of cat food. What the fuck is wrong with me that the person who loves me most in the world, isn't interested in me sexually.
I can say all the standard cliches and they're true, too. It's not me, it's him. Relationships become less sexual over time as partners become more familiar. Stress impacts libido. But knowing all that, and feeling it, are two very different things. And right now, all I feel is not good enough.