Hmmm: currently googling ‘why do I want to have #sex with so many women?’.

I love the thrill of chasing and meeting new women, learning about their lives and acquired wisdom, and ultimately, going to bed with them. That fire burns so brightly - it’s so intense, and then it burns out.

There haven’t been many for someone of my age, but there is a pattern, and I’m always the one who gets itchy feet and wants to move on. I’m haunted by the idea that I’m leaving a trail of broken hearts.

Is it #loveaddiction or #sexaddiction? Is it even a problem if I’m up front with potential partners about not wanting to commit to anything? Just a few dates and no strings #sex? Is that a thing?
Are all men like this? Are many women like this?
Maybe I’m too afraid to get close to someone who might be so much of what I’m looking for. Maybe I’m setting my sights low to protect myself from getting hurt.
I’m lonely but I don’t want to live with anyone else - I’ve really struggled with that in the past.
@threeofus I can't speak for anyone else. But what I crave is meaningful connection. The feeling that somebody actually knows me, for reals, not some kind of idealized fiction or pigeonholed role, and still wants to be near me.
@zakalwe I love that deep connection as I get to know someone, but before long I begin to feel as though I’ve seen it all and everything is predictable. I can barely comprehend a scenario where I’d want to settle into a ‘I know everything about you and you know everything about me’ long term partnership. That feels like decay.
@threeofus I wouldn't know, because I've never found it. The best I've ever gotten to is "Your internal model of who you think I am doesn't damage me beyond my remaining ability to tolerate it."
@zakalwe that doesn’t sound good.