I swear he is the stereotypical woman and I'm the man when it comes to how often and how much we even like sex. Things were awesome in the beginning and we should still be f*c#ing like bunnies after only 2 years. I'm mourning the loss. He desired me, had passion, had lust. I have brought this up and he is bewildered at himself. He said, "you're right - why in the world wouldn't I want to have sex more often?" Is anyone else having this issue?