Love & the Goddess
by Mary Elizabeth Coen
I swallowed my wine
in a gulp, hastily averting my eyes to study a nearby jacaranda blossom. I
could feel a hot blush turning my face bright red.
He said, “It sounds
worse than it is, Kate. I’m not a sexual deviant. I became very promiscuous
after Lexie died and I used sex as a drug. Believe me, a lot of people have
this addiction and will never own up to it. Someone addicted to porn, even if
he or she has never had sex, could be classified as a sex addict. If you
understand the nature of addiction you will know that addicts cannot bear to
feel their feelings, finding emotions too raw, and their wounds too deep to
touch. Instead they act out with inappropriate behavior to dull the pain, but
their lives eventually spiral out of control.”
“Sorry. It sounds
so...” I couldn’t finish the sentence. I wanted to say perverted and realized
how judgmental that would sound. After all, I didn’t really know anything about
the nature of addictions.
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