I think I may be addicted to love in addition to being a sex addict. I’m married and have been sleeping with other women (and men) for years. Because of

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I think I may be addicted to love in addition to being a s** addict. I’m married and have been sleeping with other women (and men) for years. Because of the covid quarantine I haven’t been able to see my girlfriends for a few weeks. I really miss the one I’ve been in love with for 10 years. She’s a great friend but only so-so in bed. The ugly fat one is no fun to talk to, but I love the s** with her. I’d end it but she’d be too crushed.

Of course tonight I’m thinking about someone else: an actress I performed with a few years ago. I guess the method acting thing has some side effects because I fell head over heels in love with her. (I don’t think she knows.) When that show ended it took me 3 years to get over the pain of high school type unrequited love. So then what happens? My agent tells me they want me to do a revival with her! Of course I immediately said yes and we were soon kissing and falling in love in front of an audience. It was beyond awesome. But then it ended and once again I miss her tremendously. I just saw her picture and felt more teenage heartbreak. (Which, of course, you already know I deserve since I’ve disclosed to you what a pig I am.)

I’m posting this mainly so I have an outlet to say I am in love with my former co-star. She probably has some similar feelings for me but it wouldn’t work. For one thing, I’ll never leave my wife. For another, I’m too old for her. (Gotta love how they cast much younger women as love interests for middle age guys!)

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Hello I am the man who has a compulsion to put objects in my b*** to simulate g******. I have often in the past sworn it off more times than I can count. I’ve confessed it to my priest over and over. The truth is I just like the feeling but the more I accept myself the less of an allure it has. So I slipped and did it again today. I use a smooth painted garden rake handle that I prop up and then back myself into it. I try and resist but I’ve come to accept that only Jesus can save me. It was not very satisfying even though I tried it to be and fucked myself good. I just did it a while and got a little prostate fluid out then I quit. It’s not that great anymore. So that’s my confession. Today is July 1 and it’s the last time. BTW I need to find a better outlet for stress and s***** frustration.