Hello, my name is Angel Jezebel Rimmer and I quite possible could be a sex addict.
This is something I worry about. If I am addicted to something I want to be aware of it. I don’t like addictions and I don’t want to have any. However, everyone is addicted to something.
So, after 10 guys in 5 days I admitted I was addicted to sex. After I had accepted that, I started looking at things a little differently. I started examining how I reacted, questioning what drove me to have sex, and basically analyzing myself. What I found was not good. I wasn’t addicted to sex, I was addicted to something far worse. Why can’t I do things the simple way?
Hello, my name is Angel Jezebel Rimmer and I am addicted to the feeling of being wanted.
Now being a sex addict, that is kinda cool, kinky, you know, a great turn on. Telling people, “I just want to be wanted”… well that is lame, pathetic, and loser-ish. Why can’t I ever be cool?
I don’t want to feel like I need to feel wanted! I want to be independent, free from the shackles of society, flying like a bird way from needing anything except what I can provide all by myself. I don’t want to desire to feel wanted!
Yet, unfortunately that is what I deeply want and will go to crazy lengths just to feel for a moment. I know friends, family, and co-workers want me, yet there is something so dangerously fulfilling to be wanted by a man.
That passionate desire driving a man wild and erect just at the thought of seeing you.
The little texts about how your day is going to someone who cares and wants to hold you close. I found that a text from someone wanting me was just as fulfilling as sex. If I got a text from someone that wanted me, then I wasn’t empty. However, if I didn’t get one then I felt empty, useless.
I need to somehow find a way to overcome this addiction if I am ever going to become the independent person I want to be.
But if it’s getting a fuck or a text it is nice to know I am at least wanted for something.
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