I’m allowed to be all over the place, so is he.
You are indeed.
IAT, I thought I would take a crack at giving you some insight into the BH mentality. I can't say this is exactly your BH's thought process, and I'm not there with you IRL day to day. I don't know all the precise circumstances.
On the sex, it's hard to explain precisely, but I would say for a BH, sex with a WW is fraught with so many complex issues.
There's the raw attraction we have for our WW's. After all, we didn't cheat and loved our WW's. Unless there was a DB, we were profoundly in lust with our WW's before D-Day. I know I was.
There's the issue of often feeling "out of love" with our WW's. We don't feel the same way we did before D-Day. In a real sense, we get the real experience of "I love you but I'm not in love you" thrust upon us against our will.
There's the terror of seeing a space alien in place of our WW's and then hearing our WW's trying to reassure us that was all just temporary and we can go back to trusting them.
There's the issue of mind movies, which can be re-triggered and intensified by new information or constant triggers (such as finding out about oral sex later, or in my case having to see the AP regularly). I think this has already been explained in some lavish detail here on the wayward forum already, but the mind movies BH's have are lurid and detailed and torturous.
There's the issue of revulsion warring with our love and attraction. Revulsion is a basic moral emotion (edit to add: this isn't my term; it's the scientific term ascribed by the groundbreaking research of Jonathan Haidt and others). It is documented and real. It just is. That doesn't mean we're labelling our WW's as forever "tainted" but it does mean we must grapple with a sense of revulsion over sex acts with the AP. This is also real and I'd be doing no one any favors to minimize it.
There's the issue of seeking comfort from someone we've spent years with and are attracted to. This is at war with everything else -- our fight/flight response and our brains telling us to run, run, run. Our revulsion. Our lust. The mind movies.
We want it and we don't want it. We want D and we want R. There's a sinking feeling in the pit of our stomachs, followed by a rising feeling of hope, followed by a sense of deadness.
Most of all, we want a time machine. It's a real life horror movie, and it doesn't ever seem to stop.
Now put that in the context of your husband's push-pull with you regarding sex and maybe that gives you some additional insight?
Maybe you could try to see the sex you have your BH as a gift rather than from a transactional standpoint.
I don't know if that helps, but I thought I'd offer this perspective. I myself have struggled mightily with the "I want sex, I don't want sex, it means something, it doesn't mean anything" dichotomy. It's no fun at all, and it isn't intentional.
[This message edited by Thumos at 1:52 PM, June 2nd (Wednesday)]