I don't have any particular burning desire to go back to being cuddly. Not really.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I stopped worrying about being desired a long time ago.
I've always been comfortable with my sexual desires and what I like.
It was only as I wrote about it that I began to find paths of access to feelings that were intolerable to me then.
I came back to my original wife. I came back to her after I made a few boo-boos in my life. Coming back to her was good for me, good for her and good for the children.
I was entirely natural and in many ways I have the same attitude now. I don't mourn the loss of my youth because I believe you should enjoy what you have while you have it.
I have a resistance to change in things that I feel comfortable with and that I'm used to.
I used to desire many, many things, but now I have just one desire, and that's to get rid of all my other desires.
I never like to think about going back; I only look forward.
It's such a pleasurable experience to look back, and all of the fun I had just comes rushing back.
Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.