Desperate for attention. Desperate for intimacy. Desperate for romance. Desperate for sex.
I'm six months post DDay -- the shock has worn off, the anger has lessened, but the sadness and regret are still front and center. Quite by accident, I got drawn into an online relationship. It quickly flamed out because he was married. But it awoke me from my coma on both an emotional and physical level. I have been starved for affection and attention and am in a state of utter desperation, wanting to be wanted and kissed and held and loved and, and, and.
I know I'm not ready to date in this state, but I want a connection. I loved my nightly online chats with the married guy. I miss having a touchstone; someone to check in with at the end of the day.
I know I need to slow down and breathe, but this awakening has sent shockwaves through my soul and body. My desire is so strong its unnerving and uncomfortable; I feel completely vulnerable and naive.
Is this normal?
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