What can’t I talk about? Take a guess.
Yes. That. Sex. Intimacy. Even a simple touch or sloppy kiss where we duel with our tongues.
I have a friend, whom I’ve never met in person. She lives in Kansas now, but originally in Illinois. We “love” each other, in the Internet meaning of love. We’ve carried this on for fourteen years. I am supposed to bare my soul to my wife, and deal with the dysfunctional sexual intimacy that characterizes our marriage. She, the friend, is hoping the dialogue and, subsequently, the marriage fails and I move on to her. She texted me yesterday to do something, as in talk. But I won’t. I never will. The mere thought of holding a forthright conversation with my wife makes me ill. I know I’m “supposed” to do this. I can’t.
So there you have it. Please no “suggestions“. I won’t act on them.
Dispatches From Dystopia 
I know you asked for no suggestions, but I will offer one observation. You are being emotionally unfaithful to your wife with this woman from Kansas. You tell her things you should only tell your wife. Perhaps your wife knows and the two of you together have built this wall between each other because of it. You many not realize it, but when you confide in another woman, you are withholding a part of yourself from your wife. No wonder she withholds part of herself from you. Perhaps it is you who is destroying the marriage. Emotional infidelity sucks the life out of a marriage. Take this from one who knows. If you truly want to give your marriage a chance to thrive, you need to stop the internet affair, stop talking to the woman in Kansas.
I know. That part is over.
You have to be true to yourself. So do the best you can wheter you bare your soul to your wife or not. After all it is for better or worse. Hang in there and be you – The man she married and loved.
Thanks