"I don't know what I believe. I'm having some sort of midlife spiritual, emotional crisis." He confessed.
"I'm here for you. I understand where you're coming from. It's alright to not know what you believe. It's alright to not know how you feel. Let me make love to you, that always makes you feel better."
"I can't right now, I have a hemorrhoid..."
"I don't care about that." He said.
"Well, I do!" He clearly didn't feel like making love.
Their once intimate and intense relationship ended shortly thereafter.
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