"Man Junkie" is a term used in a book called "Women Who Love Too Much" by Robyn Norwood. It is a book very commonly used and recommended by marriage and family therapists.

Here are some sneaky secrets and compulsive behaviors from a self confessed Man Junkie (in recovery). Somethings we won't even admit to ourselves, let alone anyone else. Driver's start your engines, because here we go!!

We love Bad Boys. I'm not talking about the rebel without a cause type here either. We're talking criminal records, beating up your ex, in a gang, addicted to crack, shooting up methamphetamines, and/ or screwing everything in sight. The badder the better, baby! Bring it on! The more dysfunctional, the more madly we will fall in love.

These kind of men are like crack to women like me, especially if they claim to be reformed. One look can get you high.  Even the thought of calling him on the phone can get you a little higher.  Oh my God, we get hooked!  We may get away for a little while but we never stop thinking about it. We may complain about their drinking, drugging, womanizing, cheating, criminal behavior, or lack of job, but we can't help but feel the throbbing pulse of electricity between us.

We talk and talk about wanting a healthy relationship, and honestly we do, but ahhhh, the taste of that drug! "Just one more hit. I can handle it really. It won't be like it was before, I promise" we say to ourselves. I'm sure you can see where that's going.

Some may have the strength to stay away, but if she does I'll bet my right leg that she's calling all her girlfriends, her Mom, her support group, anyone she's ever known and telling them all how badly she wants a taste! At the same time, she's doing everything she can possibly think of to distract her from running back to him like an Olympic gold medalist.

We can spot a Bad Boy from a mile away. We call ourselves magnets of all sorts. Jerk magnet, freak magnet, prick magnet, even "bum magnet" as Julia Roberts said in Pretty Woman. "If there was a bum within 50 miles, I was completely attracted to him" she confessed.

Personally, I can walk in to a bar, and with one look around pick out the most screwed up aggressive, scary man in the crowd in less than 30 seconds. It's usually the one I take one look at and envision myself ripping off his clothes.

The absolute peak of my talent may have shown it's self when I started an affair with a man that I later found out had held a gun on his 9 month pregnant fiance.

We wait by the phone. I mean anytime, anywhere thanks to the beauty of cell phones, and even if the remark was just an "I'll call ya later."

There are two basic types of women for this little confession. One is the woman who would rather take a fork in the eye than admit she waits by the phone. I'm one of those, but honestly I've crashed through my apartment knocking shit over, tripping and falling down trying to grab the phone because I thought he was calling. Women like me especially hate to admit this because usually we've got a whole "I've got it all together" facade going for the outside world.

We'll even tell our girlfriends. "I was just doing my own thing.  Hell no, I'm not going to wait around for him to call. Paaalease!" But I guarentee we're pissed in the morning when you don't call.

The other type is the one that will tell everyone she knows, while driving herself crazy trying to decide whether she should call him, or wondering if he's been in some kind of accident and that's why he didn't call. Then the pendulum will swing to "maybe he's with another woman" and "he's just a brutal jerk". She's on a junkie roller coaster feeling all the intense emotions that come along with those racing thoughts, and it's a hell of a ride. Too bad you'll probably never even hear about it.

We know you lie, but we really want to believe you. We constantly fantasize about what the relationship could be and dismiss what is actually happening. Most of us have gotten so good at this that we don't even realize we're doing it.

We know you lie! Hell, most of us pay so much attention to what's going on with the man in our life that we know him better than we know ourselves. So, we know, but we don't want to believe it. If you're in a relationship with a woman like this you may think you're a fantastic liar... but she's got you beat because she can lie to herself like there's no tomorrow!

We know because we snoop. You wouldn't believe the kind of investigative skills a woman can grow when she's driving herself completely, irrevocably insane wondering where you are, or who that new girl is on your myspace page.

I've got key logger spyware on my computer. I've snooped in my ex-boyfriend's email account, my space account, and cell phone more than once. I've gone through pockets, jackets, wallets, drawers, closets, notebooks. I could go on and on.

Of course, I never wanted to admit my magnum PI ways, therefore I would have had to find something concrete and very very damaging before I would say a word. This means I knew a lot more than he ever realized. In order for me to tell I would have to find some evidence that would far outweigh how bad my snooping was. Unfortunately, I did find this kind of evidence more than once with my last relationship, which leads me into number 4.

We will forgive almost anything. She probably knows far more than you have any idea about, because, like I said she's been snooping. If it's something that just isn't quite big enough, or she can live with, then you will probably never hear about it.

Even when it's something huge, (as we all have our one or two areas where we absolutely go ballistic), you can talk your way out of it. Just try. Lie, because remember, we want to believe you. We really really do. Say things like "I wouldn't do that. Do you think I want to screw this up? Why would I do that? You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. You're my soul mate" etc. Cheesy overused lines, but say them with a little feeling and you're home free!

Last but not least... We're as bad as you are, and we'll never admit it! Keep in mind every woman is different but Man Junkies can be as bad as any Bad Boy, just in a more passive aggressive way. You probably think she's some kind of angel, at least in the beginning, but it reminds me of that song by The J. Geils Band where one line says "my angel is a centerfold."

For me, it's the prowl. If we have even a short break up, you can bet my eyes are open, and I do NOT have a hard time meeting men. (A skill you learn as you develop this addiction.) Also, like I said, we'll never admit it. We are the "good" ones in the relationship, remember?

I have actually sat listening to my boyfriend confess (after he'd been caught) his talking dirty to a woman during our short break up... and all I could think about was the guy I had been screwing but I wasn't about to say a word! We learn fast that confession leads to boyfriend going ballistic, so we don't tell.

Some of us cheat, some do not. Some of us hurl a mix of passion, love, hate, lust, and insane emotions at you like molten lava. You may try to shake it off, but it sticks and it burns.

Others snoop and spy, and maybe do a little light stalking on the side. Some women prefer a more tactile approach and will break your cell phone in half, hide your wallet, or hit you anything they can think of, right down to the kitchen sink!

We all freak out when you don't pay attention to us, and some of us even seek revenge. This can be any number of ways.  Sleeping with another man is a popular choice, maybe even a friend of yours if she's vicious enough... It fits perfectly with our passive aggression, because we know we did it, so haha "F U" but we'll never have to admit to it.

One last note to all you bad boys out there reading this and thinking we sound like easy prey, watch out! These were just a few little confessions, we have many many ways to catch your eye, twist you around, hook you, and get you to do what we want-- that you know nothing about.