Optional? This may be the key difference between me and a “normie.” All men seem to be geared for sex. (Women, too, but in a different way.) That’s why it works so well in advertising. When a “normie” man sees a woman jogging by, he looks. Then he gets on with whatever he was doing.
But that’s where the difference lies. As a sexaholic, when I look ... I also set off the craving. I look again. And again. And I linger. And it takes over my mind. And I fantasize. Even long after the woman (or man) goes by, I’m still looking. I’ve set off that craving, and I don’t know how long it will keep on going. “Once is too much, and no amount is ever enough.”
And this is sooooo pleasurable to me that I also use it to deal with (escape from) life. Now that’s something that you won’t see a sane man do! “Wow. I just lost that contract. I’m in debt up to my ears. I know! I’ll go play online and masturbate for ten hours until 3am! That’ll fix everything!”
To the normie, sex truly is optional. For me, I had to learn that. “Sex is optional.” Those words in the SA White Book were a revelation to me.