My sexual Addiction
That made me swallow hard.
And then, before I could stop myself, I blurted it out.
“Sometimes… during sex, I don't feel like myself.”
His expression didn’t change at all. No surprise, no judgment.
I continued, my voice trembling. “It’s like… I’m still there, but not really. I’m staring at the ceiling, feeling numb, just waiting for it to be over. It’s like I hit pause on myself, and my body just... goes through the motions. And afterward, I don’t feel real. I feel used, even if they were gentle.”