I always told myself that lack of sex was not a good enough reason to divorce someone, but after several tear-streaked conversations with friends who had no idea the personal hell I was going through, I realized how wrong I was. None of my extremely religious family members or friends blamed me at all for wanting to get out. Quite the opposite, they asked why I hadn't trusted anyone with my experience. My response was indignant and protective. It wasn't my place to tell the world about my husband's sexual dysfunction, so I'd ignored my own pain.