I never imagined myself to be that man. The man who, at night, avoids looking at his wife. The person who fears going to bed because he is aware of his limitations. My body had begun to betray me in ways I couldn’t comprehend, even though I was just 37.
What began as sporadic failure turned into a never-ending nightmare. I was secretly destroying my life because of erectile dysfunction.
I initially made an effort to ignore it. Maybe it was just exhaustion, but I assumed it was stress. I experimented with modifying my diet, using energy drinks, and even viewing online fitness videos. Nothing was successful.
At first, my wife was understanding and even consoling. However, as the months passed, I became aware of her transformation. She stopped dressing up at night. She became distant.
And eventually…. CONTINUE READING
