I am here looking for incite about why my husband is obsessed with wanting to go to adult bookstores.  I went with him in the beginning to make him happy.  It's to the point now I don't want to have anything to do with it anymore.  The last few times I would get drunk so I didn't feel....I don't know.  I guess not to feel.  It's a constant thing with him.  "We got a hour we can go to the adult bookstore and see who's there."  "it's lunch time, we can go see who is there".  "it's monday we can go to the bookstore and see what's going on".  I don't want to go to the bookstore.  I want to have intimate time with ourselves.  I don't want anyone else.  I am fat, I look like Jabba the hut when I look in the mirror.  That's what I see.  He suffers from medical issues that have caused him to not have erections anymore.  He has very little feeling in his genitalia.  His diabetes has caused this.  And yet he doesn't do anything to make things better.  He doesn't eat right.  He doesn't take his medications.  We are screwed up and I don't know what to do or say.  It's to the point now that I don't want to ask for anything becasue he will throw it at me to guilt me into going to the bookstore.  "We did this because you asked, why can't you do this for me".