For me sex was the fuel to keep that idealized image of her alive, to make it real so being loved felt attainable for me.
For her sex was a way to keep me by her side so I didn’t abandon her.
Both of us were trying to make the other fill their role in eachothers movie, but were doomed to fail.
Im not saying that was all sex was to us, not at all. Thats the trauma bonding in action and it explain so much ofy behaviors, motivations and fears during my life
The sex obsession was the wound inside trying to hold on to the percieved solution… that only fueled eachother wounds some more.
Thats why when I talked to her and we agreed on no sex and enforced it… we both were able to start the process of healing.