I'm really hoping for some gentle advice because I'm in such a tizzy about my marriage. Warning - it's a bit long.
The background is, I always considered myself a lesbian, came out at 18, had a few girlfriends before and after that. Then at 19 I broke up with my girlfriend of over a year, and was feeling quite hurt and insecure.
Things got quite flirty with a male friend who shared my uni accommodation. It was reassuring, flattering, and frankly I find the other person's reactions to me quite a turn-on, so it didn't really seem to matter that he was male and so not attractive to me in the same way as a woman might be. Things progressed, my affection and love for him grew, and he treated me incredibly well. We have always been very close, very open with each other, we share similar views and goals. We got married a few years later when we were 23, and had two children. I'm now in my mid thirties. There have been some tough times, both children have SN and we've both had MH issues over the years, and we've come out of those times with a stronger relationship.
But...
Over covid my anxiety became a big problem again, and then I started feeling depressed again. I'm suddenly finding myself reassessing who I am and what I want. I've realised sex is, while technically good as DH is generous and knows my body really well, not about the heady enjoyment of sharing bodies that I remember from women. I still love DH very much, but I'm questioning whether I was ever in love with him. And if so, does it matter? The wondering itself is making me feel distant from DH, and I can't bring myself to let him touch me, sexually, though I still enjoy affectionate, non-sexual cuddles. He was away for a couple of days and was clingy and missing me and I just thought, why would you miss me, it's two days?! He says he knows he is in love with me because when he's away from me it feels like a part of him is missing. I don't feel that, and I'm not sure I ever did, really. Perhaps I changed a wonderful friend into a lover when I shouldn't have? Or maybe I'm misremembering the early days through my current confusion, and all relationships get more... companiony as years go by?
But does it matter? Is what we have enough, if I can get back into sex with him? God I feel so awful.