Sex and porn problems in my relationship.

I’m going to get very personal and so I hope that everyone can be gentle if they are going to criticize me.

I’ve always been passionate about sex I love it, I love talking about it, doing and everything. It is a huge aspect of myself and I masturbate all the time (sorry if that’s TMI.) have always had a high sex drive and I like to fuck often, not abnormally often, but everyday or every other day or whatever. I’ve had 2 serious boyfriends before my current one and that’s exactly what we did and I never had many complaints, and I was satisfied.

Eric* was a virgin when I met him, I was his first girlfriend. We rarely had sex in the first couple years of our relationship. I always wanted to, but he always turned me down. He said that he was tired, he said he wasn’t in the mood, there was always some reason. When we did have sex, it was okay, but not amazingly fantastic or anything.
I began to get frustrated and I started to wonder why he always said no to me. So one day I confronted him about it and he got really defensive, but he eventually just told me that he "had a low sex drive."

So I tried to let it go, I tried to rationalize that it had nothing to do with me, and that he is the one with the problems. It still took a toll on my self esteem and I felt like he didn’t think I was sexy or pretty or whatever else and I have never felt that way about  myself. I got resentful and began wondering if he was cheating on me (which is so not his character.)

So one day I was on his laptop and I were searching for something and his history popped up and I saw his porn sites. He had looked at a shit ton of porn, everyday that was recorded on his history. No weird porn, just regular misogynistic porn, but porn none the less. I saw it and started bawling my eyes out because I felt so replaced and I felt and not good enough for him. He told me that he had a "low sex drive" but apparently he had a very high one, just not for his own fucking girlfriend. I understood completely why he looked at it, it just really fucked with my head that he could neglect our sex life, but continue all of his fun porny times.
We fought about it. And fought. And fought. (we never fight btw.) It took a lot of emotional break downs and his own confessions of looking at porn since he was 14, and being a lonely teenager in his bedroom jackin it to all the porn to get over it. I told him that I don’t think he should look at porn anymore because it seems to have a negative affect on him and our relationship, and so he agreed. It took a really long time for him to kick his habit and for us to rebuild that trust and that sexuality between us.
BUT, I seriously still cannot get over it. I still feel like our sex life never recovered from it, not that it was ever amazing from the beginning but it WRECKED havoc on my sex drive for him. Absolutely killed it. Now, he wants it as much as I used to want it, but I don’t want it anymore. The weird part is that we have the most amazing, loving, respectful and feminist relationship I’ve ever had and I’m incredibly happy, I just can’t stop obsessing over our broken ass sex life. I want it to be normal but I’m less sexually attracted to him now then ever. Is it enough to break up over? Or should I just settle for having this sex life forever?
Also, what kind of sex problems have you had that are related or not related to porn? I need my feminists right now, give me your feministy advice.
Love, Sarah
*name changed.