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The first month, I vibrated out of my skin. I texted my ex. Twice. I cried in a Target parking lot because a stranger held the door for me and it felt like tenderness.

His name was Eli, and he had hands that knew how to hold things carefully: a coffee cup, a cigarette, my waist. The first night he kissed me, it felt like coming home to a place I'd never been. I told myself that's what love was supposed to feel like. The rush. The weightlessness. The way the world went soft-focus around him. love junkie free read

Love junkies don't shoot up in alleys. We do it in candlelit bedrooms and coffee shop corners. We do it with poetry and promises and the way we tilt our heads when someone says I'm not ready for a relationship . We nod and say that's okay while inside we're already calculating how to make them ready. The first month, I vibrated out of my skin

But I put down the needle today. And tomorrow, I'll try to do it again. If this resonated, search your favorite ebook retailer for "Love Junkie: A Memoir of Wanting" (fictional title — but real books with this theme exist!). Or look for authors like Caroline Kepnes , Megan Nolan , or Chloe Caldwell for similar raw, addictive love stories. I cried in a Target parking lot because