To want is to suffer. To want strippers is to give yourself a fucking nervous breakdown.
Suppose there was daily pill that, with no side effects, would make you totally lose interest in sex. Takers?
I would at least try it for a while, since I think I might be happier that way, would simplify my live greatly. But if it was one pill and you're irreversibly done, not sure I'd go through with that.


Wanting sex per se doesn't lead to suffering! Sex is just brilliant! Even breaking up is just part of life! What bothers me is being blindsided! Not brilliant!