My Friend’s Sex Addiction Ended Like A War Zone
We all have addictive personalities. Our thoughts perpetuate and patterns repeat. The power of the mind can be all consuming. We become fixated. Can we shake off those thoughts that dominate our thinking? Do we have the ability to control them? Is it simply a case of mind over matter?
It is hard to fathom but my friend Sara is now in a co-dependent relationship with her pet python. But this is actually a better place than Sara has been in a long time in terms of her addictive behaviour. Finally, she has managed to downsize her addictions to a relationship unlikely to destroy her. For Sara, and many women like her, this is a real achievement.
Sara is that type who on the surface is bright, fun and bubbly. She is impulsive; you never know what she will do next. But she has paid a high price — in a way, the ultimate price — for her sex addiction journey.
Get to bed
It starts young with her bedtime routine. Sara’s mum and stepdad obey her every command or she screams; loud and unrelenting. First they have to read her a story, then make sure her blankets are tucked in. Then, and only then, can they start their kissing and goodnight ritual to all her stuffed bedside animals. Using their correct names and in the correct order.
Goodnight Freddy rabbit. Goodnight Dickie the frog, Felix the dog, Harry hippo, Leo the bear, and Billy duck junior. When her lamp clicks off, Sara wriggles down her bed, pulls her blankets over her head, and pushes her eye sockets hard with her fists.
She has got what she wanted, but she still wants more.
Extra curricula activities
As a teen Sara is an early adopter when it comes to cigarettes and grass. She loves the freedom of deep inhales and slow puffing smoke rings; creating perfect 000s. She assures herself her hacking cough will go away. Tough yet feminine in her vinyl black jacket and torn jeans, one of the…