I'm 27 and currently married, we have 2 DSs, 2.7 and 13 months.
As a bit of back story - as a teenager I was sure I was gay. From 16-18 I was in a relationship with a woman in her early 20s who was emotionally abusive and also had some serious issues with alcohol. When I went to uni she broke all kinds of promises to me and after the first term I broke up with her when she came home.
I was so exhausted by her and relieved to be out of it that I decided to take the opportunity to experiment a bit and tried out being with men. I found it fine, and I'm ashamed to say that I stuck with it largely because it made my life so much easier. My parents, who had spent all of my childhood being open-minded, we've-got-so-many-close-gay-friends types, reacted really badly when they found out I thought I was gay, which was frankly devastating, I'd been so sure they'd be supportive. They basically never mentioned it, except for occasional snide or outright offensive comments. I was so miserable. I self-harmed and drank outrageous amounts, and otherwise tried to self-destruct. As an adult I think the abusive relationship could have been dealt with sooner if I'd had some adult guidance. I was so relieved to find something that (I thought) changed all that.
I told all of my boyfriends that I had previously had girlfriends, but in retrospect I'm not sure if I told any of them that I was bisexual (which is what I am now sure I am). However I do think I told my husband that, or at least that I was still attracted to women.
Anyway, I'm suddenly really struggling with the idea of being with a man for the rest of my life. I'm not sure if it's because I would actually rather be with a woman, or something else. I'm worried it's altogether more pathetic, and it's that I'm struggling with the idea of being such a perfect example of heterosexual monogamy when that's not what I was about. Whatever it is I feel really trapped and unhappy at the moment.
I also really miss the LGBT scene. I no longer have any LGBT friends, I realise now that I have systematically reduced contact with people who could out me to my family. I really miss that aspect of my life, in fact I really feel like I need it back, though I can't explain why. I loved being with other LGBT people. I have no idea how to get that back.
About 5-6 years ago my mental health took a real nose dive again. I was studying something I hated and as my parents were paying and supporting me that put lots of pressure on me to keep going with it. I ended up with terrible anxiety, general and social, and my OCD went crazy. It's been loads better for the last year or so, but the thought of going out and trying to find new friends terrifies me. Which is a real shame as after the last few years I basically have no friends left.
I feel terrible. I love my DH. But I keep having these awful thoughts that maybe he's just a great friend who I make myself sleep with. I don't want to destroy everything we have, especially if it's just a temporary issue.
Sorry for the terrible rambling post. I suppose I'm wondering if anyone else has experienced this and how they worked through it.
Thanks very much for reading.