It's Going Around

I'm not sure, but I think I kind of want this new (relatively), disorder I keep hearing about. It's called Sex Addiction, (But that must be the technical term). It's far more widely known by its many other names. I've learned that depending on the situation and/or severity of the case, it can be referenced in layman's terms as 'Spousal Treason', 'Low Character Syndrome', or simply 'I'm A Lying Tramp'.

Now, as the number of poor souls struggling hard to live with this disease steadily mounts, I find it surprising that more studies have not been discharged out into those geographical areas most likely filled with potential new cases, such as the downtowns of our cities where life always moves a little faster, or at least spread out over the city as a whole.

Living life is difficult enough at times and I'm sure these unfortunate victims only feel it harder to get through the day with their disorder acting at times like a sheath, preventing them from being honest with their partner. Or partners. I'm sure that those survivors, living with this fully authentic illness worthy of sympathy, who confess upon being caught in the act after spending countless time keeping it in, feel shafted in that onlookers might immediately think that their admission was not due to their own clearing of conscience but because they were found out.

That's probably never the case. In any event, once someone with this sickness has exposed him or her self, or been forced to bare all, it is important to understand that although they are likely still shuddering from the exertion of their climactic journey from 'shady creep who jerks their loved ones around' to 'born again-I have seen the light-I'm sorry-it'll never happen again-thank goodness you found out, dear', their peak has yet to be reached.

You see, I believe that we, as decent, honest, ethical people should embrace the shiftiness of those with less moral fortitude. We should open up to them. Provide them with a warm space to lay and in which to expel their weaknesses. For I think that's what they have been trying to tell us all along. They just could never find the right moment to pull it out of themselves. From now on, I for one will do my best not to judge people for their despicable acts, nor for their impotent attempts at justifying them. Promise.