“Here’s“http://www.slaafws.org/40questions an assessment that can help you decide if you are a sex or love addict. Here are the characteristics of sex and love addiction.
I’m not big on the idea of love addiction and I’m not necessarily in agreement with SLAA, but I give you the links so you can get a little information about how the addiction community thinks of it.
For a while, I did think I was a love addict. Like you, I felt like if I met someone—the right someone—they would fix me. I would no longer be lonely. I would no longer have this huge pit of emptiness inside me. I would feel like life meant something.
People advised me over and over that I could not look for those things outside myself. I could only find them within. I agreed. That made sense. You can’t depend on others for your own sense of self-worth. That is dangerous. What happens when they go away? Who are you then?
But for me, I couldn’t do it without others. I thought I was nothing. Worthless. It took other people—many of them on fluther—to show me that some people did value me. They told me that the potloads of lurve actually meant something about me. People don’t just hand that stuff out to make you feel good (at least, not usually). They mean it when they say that something you say meant something to them.
And there was a time when I was falling in love with one woman a month on average. And they were falling in love with me. But I didn’t think that really meant anything for a while. But it did start to sink in eventually. The meds helped, too.
At some point, I began to feel like maybe there was something to me after all, and when that happened, things really did start to change for me. I thought I was worthy of love and wasn’t just some kind of dung-heap cheater who was not worthy of his wife or children or any friend.
Eventually, I was able to build a stronger sense of myself, and to do the things I needed to stay healthy. I couldn’t have done it without other people loving me. I didn’t have it in me.
It’s tricky, because you don’t want to be dependent on a savior, and yet you need other people and especially a lover to show you they see something valuable in you. People who never got that as children are especially in need of others to show them they are lovable.
We need saviors because we believe we can’t do it on our own. In fact, no one can do it on their own. We live in a web of others all our lives, and they are also mirrors reflecting us back to ourselves. We have to believe what we see in the mirror because we can not see ourselves. Thus, we need the help of others if we are to feel good about ourselves.
Yet we also need to have an idea of who we are that is ours alone. Something that expresses our own perception of self. Something honest. It is informed by what others mirror, but it is also something of our own.
I think that when you feel you need a savior it is because you do not feel seen. You do not feel like people are mirroring you. Feeling unseen makes us doubt, usually. There are a few people who rally need nothing from nobody, but I think mostly we need a lot from others, although people are not fond of admitting it. We think we are more independent that we really are. We are reluctant to acknowledge how much we are dependent on others. Especially when it comes to a sense of self.
Lovers make us feel seen. But often a lover sees what they want to see rather than what is there. At a certain point, what is there becomes more obvious and the fantasy can not be sustained. That’s when lovers leave—if they don’t like the real person.
If you love too fast, you are more likely to love people who are not who you think they are. That’s what I was doing. If you love too fast, you are allowing yourself to be seduced not just by the fantasy, but by the excitement of rushing into love. It is a head trip and it actually makes you leave your senses.
I love excitement. I love to fall in love. I love fantasy. But for me, those were signs of pathology. I think my loves were real, but I also think they were desperation and unhealthy.
So maybe you should take a step back and slow down your rush into relationships. I’m not saying to stop having relationships; just to slow them down. Get to know more about your bf before believing your excitement and feelings of love towards them. Just be skeptical of yourself.