A few years ago I had a crush on a female "online" friend of mine, but since I don't really believe in online flings nor do I want to look like a horny lonely creeper, I decided to keep my distance and just treat her like a normal friend. It wasn't until a year ago while really intoxicated that I confessed my feelings to her, and, much to my surprise, it turned out she had a long-time crush on me as well. She just thought I was gay because I was the only guy who never hit on her! So we began a normal online 'romance' with the intent of one day meeting up- only then would we really know if we were meant to be.
After a month or so of what seemed like absolute long-distance bliss, she began revealing a side of her which I have never seen- a dark and disturbing side which started setting off red-flags inside my head. We hadn't even met and yet the first and most alarming of her traits was her seemingly uncontrollable addiction to sleeping pills. She would take 12 of these at once to put herself to sleep each night- and I'm not talking about harmless benadryls here. She really didn't care if they had tylenol or not! She said she needed them to calm her anxiety levels or else she couldn't sleep.
I snapped at her and tried, unsuccessfully, to break up. I mean, why couldn't she have chosen a hardcore illegal narcotic that doesn't kill your liver? Being addicted to tylenol-containing sleeping pills didn't make sense to me when there were clearly tylenol-free alternatives that didn't do much harm. Besides, she had extreme anger issues, uncontrollable anxiety, and a reckless attitude in life which I knew I was simply not strong enough to help her with. She needed someone better than me.
Unfortunately this attempt at running away killed whatever trust she had in me and dulled-down the carefree child-like happiness that I once saw in her. She became very paranoid and hateful of me but we still went on and had three IRL visits before deciding to put the past behind us and finally move in together in person.
Her family loved me enough that they decided to let me move into their house where I could rent a room with her. We're currently engaged and scheduled to get married in a few months, but there's a few problems between us and I don't know what to do.
I love her very much, and she loves me just as much as I love her. I'm 100% certain right now that she's the person I want to marry, but an issue that has come between us is her weight.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a shallow person. I'm thin and athletic and I take care of my body and I eat well and lots of girls are attracted to me, and yet I've only ever had 2 sex partners including my GF. her family calls me a miracle, and nobody believes how a girl like her was able to get a guy like me because I knew full well that she was morbidly obese from the beginning and I didn't care.
Unfortunately though, despite the deep romantic connection that we share and despite the fact that I am 100% committed to her, I'm still not attracted to her in bed A lot of the time I have erection troubles and I just don't ever feel the urge to make love and she is starting to notice that it's become a bit of a chore to me..
Sex is really important to her and the strange thing is that I'm starting to feel like the 'girl' in the relationship- not wanting to do it most of the time and giving in only for the sake of keeping her happy.
What can we do? She simply does not have the willpower or mental-strength to become fit, and she certainly does not respect me enough to ever follow my advice when it comes to eating right. She's the dominant one in this relationship and I'm the submissive type- she's always cursing at me when I make mistakes and I'm always the one apologizing so I don't know what to do..