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B"H or not. It is typical of lonely creatures to crave physica l affection and oft time's traumatic disorders impel people to grab lustfully at bodily contact. A Throwback to Cavemen Throughout the rip-roaring years of my teenage decadence, the main if not only occupation I pursued seriously was sex ist recognition. I suffered from an inferiority complex, wanted to have control, to feel powerful. How combat self -degradation? I was unconsciously driven to achieve acceptance of my physicality in the warmth of sexist embrace. As a youngster, I didn't enjoy roughhousing with boys my age, but sought companionship amongst girly friends , and liked playing "Jacks." Although, in my teens, I also played contact sports with aggressive boys, and was a fierce competitor. In college, I was a sex addict and it was not until my middle age that I discerned how pathetic that is, psychopathic in fact. We're talking about a half a century of internal conflict shaking about my brain , struggle, and failure to overco me the ailment, well you're reading the story. Alike to the natural flow of rivers, there are boulders, logs, hanging vegetation, and bugs that make up the habitat of our personalities. I was a s ociety reject fro m the days of my youth; the insecurity was aggravated by my inability to establish myself on equal footing with a living human being. A tormenting feeling of inadequacy managed to wear me down and I was a neurotic show -off well into my middle age. In the classroo m of my ele mentary schooling, the corridors of my high school education and throughout college I did the weirdest things that nobody could imagine possible. I refer to suc h conduct as an external distraction from internal disco mfort. The irrational aspects of my mind concocted many schemes to garner affection from my fe male counterparts . On the occasions I would visit ho me fro m college, I looked forward to visits fro m a ten-year-old neighbor. She had a long ponytail and used to sit with me on the front porch and wile away the hours away. The softness of her demeanor was elixir vitae to my troubled soul. Plutonic infatuation! The proble m with the softness of the fe male species arises when the natural sexual inclinations of a male have reached maturity; the simulation of tactile senses causes hormones to alert the impulses to the possibility of an ecstatic experience ; at 247