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Masturbating to the Sex & Love Addicts Anonymous Basic Text on a Wednesday Night
Forgive me, nonexistent higher power, for I have sinned.
Gxd grant me the serenity to cum before I feel guilty, the courage to climax before I experience shame, and the wisdom to not tell anyone about this, ever.
The guy in the book, Rich, keeps telling me about his years of sexual disarray and emotional dissatisfaction. And let me tell you, it is turning me the fuck on.
I’m sorry for being a sex addict. And I’m sorry for writing about it. I am one month into my program and all I can show for it is a dog-eared 12-step guide discarded next to my vibrator.
I promise to go to a meeting first thing in the morning. To confess and to repent. To receive absolution. To admit I had my tongue out and my legs spread while I read the program literature.
I hope someone punishes me. I hope I am slapped across the face over zoom. My attendance itself is a form of self-flagellation and when I introduce myself I will look into the camera.
Keep coming back, they tell me. Keep cumming back. Lock me in a room with nothing because I will make love to a book.
I admit that I am powerless.
L Scully (they/them) is a writer and double Capricorn currently based in Boston. They are the cofounder of Stone of Madness Press. Find them in the ether @LRScully.
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