"Your age is troubling me," he says. He's eight years younger than I, and this is the first I've heard it troubles him. The last two men I've been with, including my ex husband, were ten years younger, and their response to the age difference was, "Who gives a damn?"
For 4 days, we don't leave the bedroom except to eat. It did not occur to me at the time that this was excessive. I thought, as did Billy: it's the only way to fly. Not until a year later did I see what it was--a binge, a four day bender.
Part 14 of a serial, "Sex Love Enlightenment." Previously: I tell Billy not to contact me again. I feel relieved, elated, but then comes the crash. Later I would learn this is a sign of love addiction.