teh fortune cookie

I remember what it feels like to be consumed with sex.

And that feeling is one of the biggest reasons why I said I wouldn’t do anything until August.

Starting again makes me fearful of my addiction.

But I think I’ve learned.

For the past 7 stagnant months (God, have I been good!), I have learned to control my desires — my spontaneous urges.

Because I have realized that

they are not who I am.

They are part of my personality,

and something that makes me hope for more –

but they do not dictate my life,

as they used to.

Now, I am desiring, acquiring, and gratifying my eroticism.

I am okay.

I am satisfied.

I don’t keep craving more and more,

as I once did before.

I feel accomplished.

I know that I can tame the beast.

It just requires more practice.