Do I Have to Stay Unsatisfied to Prove I Haven’t Given Up?

Something has changed over the past five months, and I’ve been trying to decide whether I should be concerned about it or just enjoy the fucking improvement. For about three years, I’ve struggled with erectile dysfunction. Being with a woman, staying hard enough for intercourse, and actually reaching orgasm have rarely lined up. The desire is there. I can be excited as hell and still have a body that refuses to cooperate. That has been difficult for a couple of women to understand. They thought it meant they weren’t attractive enough. Meanwhile, I was very much attracted to them, enjoying what we were doing, and increasingly aware that my dick was becoming the subject of an uncomfortable performance review. The anxiety certainly hasn’t helped. I’ve often focused on pleasing my partner orally, which I enjoy. But my own orgasm usually hasn’t happened. I tried the blue pill. It helped a little, but it didn’t resolve the whole situation. On my own, things were somewhat more reliable. Even…