If a man did this he would be eviscerated on here. I suspect I will be, too.
I have spent most of my life since 17 in "proper" relationships - exclusive relationships with boyfriends, 12 years with a partner who was the father of my children and then we separated a few years ago.
There has been a pattern where I fall hard for men my friends / family don't think are amazing; I get all defiant and "we don't need them anyway"; I deny all the cracks appearing in the relationship, often lose a lot of myself fighting to keep it going, losing friends, hobbies, sleep, eating and drinking crap, failing to exercise etc - then it all eventually falls apart and I look in the mirror at who I've allowed myself to become and swear "I am never doing this again".
Until I do.
I dated casually for a while after the end of the big LTR a few years ago and it was the first time in my life I had ever done this. It was a huge thrill; I loved the fun, the variety, the validation, the sex - even the bad dates were hilarious in some ways. Nothing bad happened to me, I didn't get into any nasty situations and the whole thing was really fun and uplifting. I lost weight, I started to think I was cool and sexy, I tried lots of new things I had always wanted to do (that had nothing to do with men or sex), I got new clothes, I felt good and free and healthy.
Then.... I met someone. He's lovely. we fell in love. I didn't mean to but that's what happened. We've had the Exclusive conversation. I have no problem whatsoever giving up other men for this one, because he's the only one I want. BUT. sometimes.... I can't stop myself going on tinder.
It really makes me feel.... safe. I feel as if I am not trapped, as if I'm not losing myself again. I don't message, or reply to messages. I just swipe. It's occasional and every time I go back (probably 5 times in 9 months) there are lots of messages and attention. I feel physically relaxed, then. I feel a kind of tension and panic recede.
I don't have the app on my phone. I'd be horrified if I found out my boyfriend was doing this. If I saw one of my friend's partners on there I would loathe him and think him a complete bastard.
I think .... I think I might be some kind of a .... not sex addict, as I will never have sex with these men. But a sort of sexual attention addict.
Not sure what I am asking here. Is it harmless? If not, what does it mean that I don't stop? That I really hate the idea of stopping?
When I was dating, I used to line up dates almost compulsively when something bad or unsettling happened - perhaps nothing to do with dates, although if something didn't work out with a guy the next thing I'd do would be to get another one lined up. I lost my kid in a supermarket for the longest few minutes of my life one day and that night was swiping away till I had a few guys lined up. It really made me feel better. Swiping on the train after a shit day at work.
Tell me to grow the hell up and stop doing this.
Better still, tell me what would make me feel better instead.