Anyone here ever gone without sex for an extended period of time?

A post under my last entry complaining about doing sex without for two months got me thinking about celibacy. Many years ago I was celibate for almost a year, and not through choice really. It was a combination of various unfortunate circumstances, including a major illness in the family, that caused it. I guess I had other things on my mind…

A few months later when I tried to rectify the problem I seemed to be jinxed. Everyone I went out with revealed their freakish side to me before we’d had a chance to take things further. There was the guy who pulled a knife on me asking to drink my blood; the bizarrely sexist bloke who complained about the evils of feminism all through dinner; the racist who shouted at a homeless black kid who offered to ‘watch’ the car in exchange for some change (homeless kids are a common enough thing in South Africa sadly and watching or washing cars is how they get by); the one who spiked my drink (luckily friends were in the same club and took me home); the one who believed that the lights of a certain club revealed the innermost soul of a person and was fond of Celine Dion! You see my problem… I might have been getting desperate, but not that bloody desperate.

Anyway, that’s my sorry tale. Let here yours…