My ex-husband was an ideal man. I sorely regret that I wasn’t patient enough to his infirmities. So we eventually split up after about 20 years of living together. Now I know that he was an ideal man. But some 20 years ago I took everything for granted and didn’t want to seek compromise. But the culmination came after my refusal to help him with his intimate problems. We split up because I’ve been really stupid.

People say that the best friend of a man is his own wife. In fact, we have never been friends with Eric. From the very beginning we were good lovers and then a husband and a wife. But I had my friends and never bothered to look at the way my husband leads his life, what problems he meets and the way I could be helpful to him in resolving those problems.

I was very beautiful when I was younger. Crowds of sighers followed me all the time. Eric wasn’t one of them. He was the smartest guy I ever saw in my life. But I could never figure him out. He was silent and mysterious, and seemed to be ideal. So I was very much surprised when one day he just stepped into my room and made a proposal.

I was enjoying spending nights with him, but days were awful. I don’t know why but I was hysterical all the time. I criticized him for every wrong step he took in our cohabitation. Now I know that it is because I idolize my life too much. I thought everything should be perfect in my household. But then again the night was coming upon us and we were happy to make love in our bed, the only place where we could never fight in.

But sex wasn’t that captivating as had been before as the years passed. We were not that inventive in bed, and I noticed that my husband started to have erection problems. So we had even more problems out of bed. We were fighting once and I said that he wasn’t a man anymore. “Maybe you should take some drug, maybe it could help an impotent,” I said. Yes, I knew where to hurt him most. And suddenly he said that he didn’t want to be hurt anymore, then just packed and left.

I couldn’t believe it was happening with me. Terrible things were going on during the terrible months of our divorce. I couldn’t believe in that until I signed the papers. After that I had a chance to plan my life in my own manner. But the thing is that I didn’t want to. Unfortunately it was too late.

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Years passed after I started calming down and became more or less patient. Once I called him just to ask what happened that day to lead to ivorce. “What hurt me most,” he said “was that you mentioned my inability to make you happy in bed.

You were not going to share the problems with erection that I faced; you were too selfish for that. But now I’m happy with my girl-friend. I do still have problems with erection, but there are some drugs that are really helpful. Viagra, for instance. We didn’t have the chance to try it out together, in fact, you didn’t even wanted to. But now my girl-friend is very understanding on this concept and we are very happy together. Viagra helped me a lot.”

You see, things happen. I’ve lost my husband because I didn’t want to try walking in his shoes. And because we didn’t have Viagra to help us.

Sarah, 51

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