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Three months alone. No dating apps. No "casual" drinks that turned into sleepovers. No staring at my phone at 2 a.m., willing a name to appear.
Love junkies don't shoot up in alleys. We do it in candlelit bedrooms and coffee shop corners. We do it with poetry and promises and the way we tilt our heads when someone says I'm not ready for a relationship . We nod and say that's okay while inside we're already calculating how to make them ready. love junkie free read
Small. But it was a start.
But I put down the needle today. And tomorrow, I'll try to do it again. If this resonated, search your favorite ebook retailer for "Love Junkie: A Memoir of Wanting" (fictional title — but real books with this theme exist!). Or look for authors like Caroline Kepnes , Megan Nolan , or Chloe Caldwell for similar raw, addictive love stories. Three months alone
The second month, the quiet got so loud I couldn't sleep. No staring at my phone at 2 a
Real love — the kind I'm still not sure I believe in — probably feels boring sometimes. Safe. It probably doesn't make you check your phone every three minutes. It probably doesn't require you to perform, to shrink, to beg.