From the time I was 17 until 20, I slept around. I cheated on everyone I ever dated and ended every relationship for petty reasons. In hindsight, it was mania. When I met my husband, I was struggling with my sexuality (something I had done from adolescence on). Another girl fell for me and desperately wanted me to leave my husband to be with her. I ran around with her in the first month of my relationship with my husband. I ended up spending the night at her house and, while it was so incredibly hard, managed to go no further than kissing. I remember staying up the entire night chain smoking and watching her sleep. I already had a strong connection to my husband so it felt like a turning point in my life. After that night, I chose to walk away from her. 6 months later, when my husband and I were already discussing marriage, I confessed this to him and he chose to forgive me.

Since then, I have never came close to cheating and never will. The only problem I have, and I am embarrassed about it, is that in order to prevent myself from running around when I am manic, I masturbate, a lot. The hypersexuality, because of some childhood trauma, makes me feel ashamed so instead of coming on to him, I do this.