Oh boy, this will be a long one.
I found out 2.5 years ago that my husband of 5 years (together for over 10) had been cheating on me for most of our relationship. I inadvertently found evidence and confronted him. At that point he admitted a lot (of course not all of it because I feel like no cheating spouse in the history of time admits everything on the first go). All said and done he had slept with multiple sex workers over the previous 3 years, countless sexual activities with others in that time, and had been sexting/buying videos etc from women for the entirety of our relationship.
A couple of months prior to finding out about the cheating, he confided in me that he had been experiencing a deep dark depression since a few months into our relationship and that it had continued to spiral downwards heavily in the last few years. I was aware at this point of all the times I could have lost him to the darkness forever. But he wore a very good mask through all of those years and I felt dumb for not ever seeing his pain. He had become more secluded and more distant over time but I chalked that up to being introverted and just left him to it.
So when the betrayal came to light he immediately admitted to knowing he had a sex addiction and porn issue and that in all honesty he was doing all these things to "feel alive". The betrayal is heavy and there's no excuse of course, but at least this felt like a reasonable explanation on how we got to that point. I told my therapist early on "the thing that saved his life has destroyed mine".
So I stayed.
Flash forward, we have been good. We spent a lot of time in the depths relearning how to communicate and setting up boundaries. He has tracking and restrictions on what he can do because he has acknowledged multiple times that he doesnt believe he's strong enough to resist temptation of porn. Things feel manageable. The vast majority of time we are happy. He is supportive when I'm upset. Answers questions as openly as he can, hes never been good at the communication but I know he is really putting the effort in. He does play the victim at times and believes I'm attacking him when I'm not but we are working on that too.
Now to my issue. I fear he will never stop wanting more. Like porn, or like other women. He is starting to admit he has resentment to the fact that he has no privacy (he usually also acknowledges that he caused it but his anger or frustration is directed to me). I have asked multiple times what he needs privacy for and he has no answer. We both know it's porn. Recently our usually vibrant and fun sex life has screeched to a halt, seemingly overnight. When asked about it, since he's a sex addict of course, why wouldn't he want it all the time? He said that he doesn't feel the intimacy when he knows I'm watching his every move..
I can't tell if the cold shoulder sexually is him trying to pressure me into changing things. Or if he is really not feeling interested in me. Both of those suck. Because on one hand he is playing with me to get his way. But the other, he needs MORE than what I can offer and it reinforces my fear that I'll never be enough for him.
I'm stuck. Because there has never been a fear that he didn't love me. I see it clearly in a thousand things. But if I'll never be enough... Where do I go from there?
Has anyone with sex addict partners dealt with dry spells from their partner? How did it make you feel? Did it get better?
Even though 98% of our life is absolutely fantastic, I'm just so very tired.