Sex addiction is a disease of isolation.
Novelist Dean Koontz once wrote, “A fine line separates the weary recluse from the fearful hermit. Finer still is the line between hermit and bitter misanthrope.” Sex addiction is a disease that wants to cross those lines. This disease wants us alone and isolated, so it can both nurture and prey upon our shame. When there is nobody in our life to provide emotional comfort and to point out that our life is not as bad as it seems (or maybe that it’s worse than it seems), the addiction has free reign.
Just for Today
I will reach out to three different people in my sexual recovery support network, if only to say hello and let them know I care about them.