This is an update from the author, Samantha Koshiol. Written Feb. 18th, 2013. Stay tuned for more updates on the book and more author updates.
Don’t you love sex?
Sex.
Sex.
Sex.
Really that’s all this post could be filled with and you’d read it because sex talks. Sex makes the world go ‘round. Sex can’t buy love or happiness.
Sex.
No, I’m not confusing the popularized saying by replacing sex with money. Though that saying is valid while containing the classic verb, the motivating noun for money remains to be sex so it fits.
Sex.
Sex.
Taking a personal journey to discover why sex is so powerful and demanded in our society. Lent has provided the challenge to mimic Josh Hartnett’s character in 40 Days and 40 Nights. I’m up for it. No sex, no foreplay, no orgasms for 40 days.
Sex.
Sex.
Sex.
Sex.
Sex.
Sex.
For those of you who don’t know me, sex is a part of life I greatly enjoy but it has caused problems for others in the past. Sex has been a difficult thing to shy away from when presented with, even when I know the actions are not on par with my values. I’ve even carelessly seeked sex out from people I knew were being emotionally hijacked in the process. In the past few months sex has begun to feel numb and unsatisfying without that emotional attachment. Yet I have kept doing it. That’s where the challenge arose. The more I thought about myself in David Duchovny terms, the more overlap I saw between our lives. Our problems with women were are common because our internal problems are common as well. I’ve come to the conclusion that I am indeed addicted to sex. Admitting to an addiction is a scary thing for me, I’ve done it before and lost control. That’s not happening this time.
Sex.
Sex.
If you’ve never studied addictions, Websters literal definition for the word is: a compulsive need for and use of a habit-forming substance characterized by tolerance and by well-defined physiological symptoms upon withdrawal.
Sex.
Definitely addicted to sex. It’s been 6 days and I am finding it harder than usual to sleep, my edge has been sharpened and my focus is out of the fucking window. All part of the detox process I guess. I’m done ruining relationships, chasing the unwanted, and wasting my effort. I’m done with sex for now. I’m taking control back over my life. The next 34 days are for you, double D.
Sex.
Long Legs in the Twin Cities 
Kudos and best wishes from a fellow sex addict!
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This is a awesome view on the subject. Very deep and interesting! Good luck!!!
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It is really easy to get caught up in the physical aspect of sex that a lot of people forget about the emotions that should be present as well. It is a difficult goal but I know, without a doubt, that it will be achieved. Whenever you feel like having sex, write. You have a lot of people cheering you on, myself included. Not only will you feel accomplished, but you will respect yourself even more than you do now, and when you do have sex again, it will mean so much more to you in so many ways. Congratulations already, because it takes a strong woman to acknowledge this and even more strength to take act upon those acknowledgments.
“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.”
― Leo Tolstoy
But you have, and that is something to be proud of and more powerful than anything! 🙂
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Congratulations on your new journey. I’d suggest looking at Thenewchad on here. His blog is “My Journey Over the Cliff” and he is also new to confronting his addiction. 50 days sober and celibate now. So glad that you are going to leave the fantasy realm in favor of what’s real!
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