CONFESSIONS OF AN UNBRIDLED NYMPHOMANIAC - Questions that may never be answered

Just wondering...

Is nymphomania, a disease or the symptom of one? Why are the orgasms isolating just a few of us so incredible that we become addicted to them? ...I mean, even to the point of doing the wildest things sexually, sometimes even crossing into the realm of the Taboo, that we may never do otherwise, while caught up in the psychotic whirlwind of erotic splendor? Is it unfair or are we considered lucky?...an addiction that takes over our entire body, mind and soul, leaving us, in many instances, out of control.


I know nymphomania is rare, but why does it take over the lives of those of us that have it? When I orgasm, I scream nearly at the top of my lungs, without refrain. My fingernails may puncture, pierce or even scratch until bleeding, those unlucky enough to have invaded my airspace and succumb to my embrace.



How can I stop it?...or should I?

When I am at work, all I can think about some days is having my next orgasm. Is that fair to my employer, or to anyone else that needs my undivided attention at the office?

I practically run to my car when the workday is up. Usually, I go to exercise hard physically, in the gym, and that takes my mind off of my desires temporarily. But when I get home, unless I'm too exhausted, I have to orgasm in some way, or another, soon! ...and usually, multiple times!

Is there even a cure? Or, better yet, should it be cured? ...or is every minute of unstoppable passion and every last drop of unencumbered lust to be enjoyed and coveted while it yet remains?

Have I been so fully immersed in this addiction for so long that I may never rise back to the surface of normalcy? ...or am I in an eternal place of nirvana and bliss to be envied?

My consistent advice to everyone else is to love yourself for who you are. But does that same advice apply to me in this situation, because that's who I am?



Am I being too open and honest while unlatching the flood gates to a river of ridicule? Does anyone get it? Am I all alone? ...just another isolated neurotic nympho?

Or am I to succumb to my punishment now for my transgressions by being attacked as an offender of the refined, as I usually am, when I expose my heart on social media?

Will my questions ever find an answer?

...Just wondering?


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