>sex become an addiction? Something you crave at any given time of the day? Something that consumes your every thought? Seriously… when? Because as far back as I can remember just about any time of the day… it is there, looming in the back of my mind or in the front for that matter.

I try not to think of it all the time, I really do. I get so bummed out when we miss a day… and I feel a sense of panic when we hit the two and three day mark. It’s just a reality of life that sex everyday is not going to happen. I hate that reality though.

I wouldn’t consider my marriage based on sex but it plays a huge role. It’s part of how we connect.. its part of what keeps me grounded. It takes away my tension and lets me focus on just us. I know that appears as though that is all I care about, which is very untrue. I enjoy the time on the couch cuddling with Ben… or out to dinner, laughing about something stupid…. or grocery shopping. Just the simple things. They all play a role.

I can’t help but feel that sense of funk when I go without sex. It’s just who I am. I mean, it’s not my fault that I’m so attracted to him… that when I look at him… I melt… my body aches at just a simple glance from him. I just can’t help that I want him all the time…. just like a drug.

Hi, my name is Sierra.. and I’m addicted to sex with my husband. I’m addicted to him period. It’s been twelve hours since we had sex, and honestly, I want to go in there right now and ravish him.

Somehow, I doubt that I’m alone in this.