I feel like there's this creature inside of me. Not quite an animal, not quite a demon. A beast. Yeah, a beast. It consumes me. When I get the urge to fuck, it takes over my entire being. Almost like the human in me is a mask, and when I become aroused, the real me emerges. There are times when my hypersexuality spikes, my body aches until the slightest thing makes me aroused. Once it's finally time to have sex, my body takes over, my brain shuts down. I black out. But when I cum, it's like I'm being freed from a prison. It's almost as if I'm a slave to my urges. I'm not sure if hypersexuality and sex addiction are thr same thing, but I've been diagnosed with both, and this "beast" is only getting stronger, and my will is becoming weaker. I don't want to be taken over by water this is, but I wish I could kill the beast. Therapy isn't helping, distracting myself from my urges is becoming harder, and masturbating only makes it worse.

Sorry I've wasted your time with this.