My husband married a woman that he does not find attractive.
He married a woman that loves him unconditionally, through his weight gain, through his overly sarcastic answers, through his laziness, through his depression, through his autism, through his unemployment, through it all... but he married a woman he doesn't find attractive.
He married me.

My husband doesn't find me attractive. He looks at me like a friend. He is in the routine of kissing me, but you can see its a chore. He has cheated on me, he has broken his marriage vows, he treats me like the dirt he walks on, but I love him anyway.

Other people tell me how pretty I am, on a daily basis... but I married a man that finds my personality brilliant, something to be treasured, but will not take care of my needs, will not help me around the house. I come home from work and I do the cooking, I clean the mess he has made while I was gone, I cook for his friends when they come over, I do the shopping... It feels like I do it all.. for a man who thinks I am less because I do not have a pretty face.