I am a recovering s** addict. With counseling,quit cold turkey, not even m*********** (which was my heaviest act out anyway). I was recently married to an amazing woman who is beautiful, intelligent, loving, and breathtakingly hot/s*** af. Never realized someone like her could ever be interested in me much less see me as husband or lover material for a great many reasons. A week ago, I was at a birthday dinner for my daughter, and I felt like the worst pig ever (and I have had some really sick s***** pathetic low points over the years). For the whopping hour I was around my ex at that function, all I could do was stare at my ex’s t***. My amazing wife has far more in that department, but my ex’s breasts nursed me (yes, breastfed at her breast when she allowed it) and God help me the memory of that blissful time was so distracting.
