So, this morning, I am over at The Telegraph, and I come across an article that, although does not relate to sissies as such, I thought it worth mentioning here. What also came to mind when reading said article, is a long-time caller of mine who definitely seems addicted to... the way I make him feel. Yes, not so much to me, but more how he feels when we have our little 'financial domination tete-a-tetes'. One day he tells me that he doesn't want to do this anymore and that he has booked himself in to a three day program at a retreat for addicts. I remember telling him he was wasting his money, that it would be better spent on me--that he didn't even have a sex addiction because we never engaged in any sex talk (well, not in the 'old school' phone-sex way). Anyway, he didn't agree with me, and off he went...
I got a call from him. There was a familiar echo, one I recognized as the telltale 'bathroom echo'. (I am such a pro!) He whispers down the phone, "I need you..." Well, I laughed and laughed. "That's going really well for you, isn't it" I said, sarcastically. Yes, he was calling from the retreat!
I AM YOUR THERAPIST, silly!!! The difference is: I am honest and have no problem in saying, look, this is the way it is. You can't run away from your own basic desires. I can help monitor and use sanity where using sanity is the last thing on your mind, and I can be wicked where wicked is wanted. I can be an outlet, I can be your Muse, and I can be your secret; I can be anything you want. BUT, I can't make those needs and desires go away. Now, don't get me wrong. I am not against therapy or the use of medication when needed. But, I tend to feel that saying 'I am Sex Addict' is more a euphemism or just a wimpy excuse for fucking around on your partner. Own it, damn it!
Anyway, here is the article. To agree or not to agree, is your own question.By Dr David J Ley
David J Ley's 'The Myth of Sex Addiction' (Rowman & Littlefield, £19.95) will be published in May