Ok, call me clueless and insensitive, but I'm just not sure about this whole sex addiction thing. Actor David Duchovny has now entered rehab for it. First, I'm just cynical enough to think this is some elaborate marketing gimmick for his show "Californication," in which he plays a sex addict.
Maybe that's no surprise given this older photo (at left), but I always thought it was playful and refreshingly honest. If you like, find a few more sexy pics of Duchovny here.
But doesn't it seems everything is an addiction now or a disorder? Anything we like is an addiction--food, sex, alcohol, drugs, chocolate, relationships, sugar, money, the internet, on and on. At some point, however, doesn't this all cancel out? I mean, if everyone is an addict deep down inside, then doesn't "addict" lose its definition? If everyone is some kind of addict, then that becomes "normal" and it's just who we are. Those who we might call addicts are simply people who have trouble controlling their impulses and desires.
Sure, if sex is ruining Duchovny's life, marriage or whatever, then get some help. But this labeling yourself as an addict--like it's some badge of honor--creeps me out. Can't Duchovny just be a lousy horn dog? That doesn't really change the problem, but I think we have this addiction culture now that practically celebrates your frailties and turns them into an opportunity for yet more attention.
Even if therapy helps, you're always a "recovering addict." It becomes part of you, defines you--is this true healing? If you're always going around thinking about sex or whatever your addiction is and how it defines your life, how can you ever grow up?
Rambling now--but then, I'm a blogging addict. Is there therapy for that?
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