I had that problem until I ran into a Cherokee who fell for me.
Even before we were married she threw out the stripper I was living with and convinced me to stop working as a bouncer at a strip joint.
Now though, after thirty-two years of marriage and a lot of rough miles, it's not a problem. In fact, the last thing that threw itself at me was a possum charging into the road in front of my truck. The wife ran it over so I know she still cares.
LOL! True Love!