I don't expect them to change, nor would I presume to force them to. Intimacy under duress is even more of a lie than honest neglect.
My sin, if anything, is being too timid, too passive, too complacent. Everyone is entitled to want what they want and be who they want. What I want is reciprocated physical and emotional intimacy. I won't die without it, but I won't be whole without it either. If my other half doesn't make me whole, that's the definition of a bad fit. May or may not be completely my fault for ending up here, but it's 100% my responsibility for being here now.
I admit it is wrong of me to put the onus of ending things on the other person. You're absolutely right that as the aggreived party, that responsibility is wholly mine. I can curse her blind spots but it's irrelevant. The core issue isn't why or how this is broken, it's how and when I GTFO, sate myself with a string of flings and then move on towards something tennable. In the mean time, I'm afraid imgflip users will have to suffer my whiny, single-minded memes for a while. 😐