So what's the point in me going for Fertility Treatments when we do not ever have sex?

What's the use of us pretending everything is fine when the fact is he's not even interested in me?

I'm so God damn tired of talking about it to him and explaining it to relatives that I've truly given up trying.

Doesn't help that the Mother In Law is a Buddhism Fanatic who believes one shouldn't have too much sex and only fucking on a certain calculated date is allowed, YET expects a baby to pop out.

Call me Mother Bloody Mary if I ever immaculately conceive a child this way.

I don't know how long this marriage will last but I'm losing faith daily.