Anyone here ever thought about undergoing "therapy" of one sort or another? I'm considering it. I don't really need to "cure" my interest in hot-looking women, but I would like to change some of my more addictive-like behaviors, reduce my dependence on cash-for-strippers as the only route that I currently have towards relationships and intimacy (and even, sad to say, real friendship, in some situations).
I have recently been diagnosed with adult-onset ADHD, so the fact that I'm interacting with a clinician isn't strictly based on my sexual proclivities. I am learning all sorts of good things about me, about my orneriness, about my difficulties in job situations, and so forth. And I'm getting some good pills that aid me in (1) managing a more normal sleep-cycle, that isn't totally debilitating if it gets ever so slightly out of whack; (2) managing the interest in doing repetitive office-style work, the repetition of which I've never been able to stomach, despite having a good education and a fairly high mental capacity for the work; (3) managing the whole "runs off at the mouth" type of thing that happens either here (internet logorrhea!) or in my real life (more logorrhea!), in such a way that I "structure" and "consider" my thoughts and answers, before posting or saying them. All of that is positive developments. But it isn't really "fixing" my relationships and sexual ... issues.
Do I really HAVE issues?
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It's too expensive, what I want to do. I have spent about $200,000 in 15 or 20 years of mongering. Some of that to prostitutes for full-service, some of it to strippers for the HINTS at full service. Wouldn't it be great to pick up a hot girl (or a girl who is at least just as hot as the one whom I got a lapper from, last night, after all the hotties had gone home) at a bar, be able to 5 out of 7 times get at least a little positive reaction from her? Instead, I sit on my ass on a bar-stool at Visions and WONDER what it would be like to have a hot (or not-so-hot) girl respond to ome.
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And it's too time-consuming. I'm spending all my LIFE out at strip clubs trying to figure out why I'm not making real friendships. (Duh!) I have some great buddies (male and female) from my school, and they are decent people, and before I came back to school I knew some OK people from work, but I never was interested in interacting with them, and I certainly never actually bothered to organize a way to socialize with them. I'm almost 40, I need to have a "real" social life, not just the one I have now, of not really even knowing the real names of the people I spend all my social time with. Barbie and Bambi and Bubbles are fine, but they won't show up for my mother's funeral or support me through a difficult chapter-11, or whatever it is that friends are for. I'm spending all my time, that SHOULD be allocated to making REAL friendships, with making FAKE friendships.
So, maybe I DO have "issues." Anyone else considered therapy? Up side? Down side? I don't want to be NORMAL, but I do want to be less ... umm ... desperate, dependent, ineffective at life. I wanna get laid, still, and I wanna think of hot chicks as hot pieces of meat whom I can try to fuck. No reason to change that, I'm a normal human adult heterosexual (mostyl) male so I really can't see why I'd try to "fix" that biological drive. But I'd like to "fix" the way I RESPOND to the fact that I HAVE that drive.
See what I mean? Your thoughts?
Happy fuckin' Holidays, by the way. :)


If you are blowing money on stuff that doesn't make you happy - that is a problem.
If you are emotionally stuck in a rut and want to get out - that is a problem too.
If you don't know how to interact with people outside of the protocol of "Wanna dance" "Yea, sure" - that is a problem.
It sounds to me like you have a slight if not big time sex addiction thing going on. A little more can be had here slaafws.org to determine what might be going through your mind.
SA isn't about having sex all the time - it's replacing something else - or multiple something elses - with the high one gets from the 'mones running through your blood.
Sometimes, it is simply social laziness - which I admit I have. I'm not willing to put the effort into some social aspects.
And maybe it is a touch of social anxiety. Like I said, a strip club has a specific social protocol. Everyone knows what is expected and what is not. What is to be talked about and what is not. Out in the open - the randomness of the interaction can be dizzying and confusing.