Years of marriage felt like just a drop in the bucket, but she couldn't understand why she hated him so much. All of a sudden she understood how and why people would consider having an affair. As much as she wants to have sex, she can't imagine having it with him without crying. I miss the way we used to kiss. Sloppy, messy, when was the last time they kissed like that, when it was more than a peck. When was the last time he brushed the hair from my face. On the rare occasion that they would sex, she needs to be drunk to lose her inhibitions, as well as her urge to cry during sex.