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Five months pregnant, I learned my husband had intimacy disorder. I fell and bled in the bathroom; he couldn't bring himself to touch me. By the time I reached the hospital, my uterus was gone. On my 35th birthday, my sister tripped, and my husband panicked, carrying her off to the hospital. Only then did I realize: his disorder was reserved for me alone.