Why are you back here?

Oh they accept me 🤭 they accept me, encourage me, and press on my desire to continue down the path of dangerous behaviours.

Eyes cast low not due to shame, but fear, because I know I’ve already succumbed to everything yet to come. I can’t play pretend anymore, I’m here, inviting in the worst of the worst into my inbox.

Lit does have some of the nicest people though, you’re right. I’ve always thought that :)
And that's why I am here... just to hang out with some nice people!!
You can log off any time you like, but you can never leave
 
It’s like The Severance quote - ‘Every time you find yourself here, it’s because you chose to come back.’

as if it wasn’t a choice ☺️

Lol! I quoted from Hotel California..

Such a lovely place
Plenty of room at the Literotica
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here"
 
I started with the stories. Discovered the threads.
Was distracted far to much by here and the likes of the kik rooms when they were going full force.
Deleted everything and went cold turkey.
Lasted about 8months maybe.
Was sick in bed for a few days....
The naughty voice said....remember lit and others....
The good voice said "you have done so well my son. Keep up the good work ".

Well that voice lost......
It is about addiction for me. And there are some very excellent threads and people here.
I was getting better at limiting my time but you end up with conversations that won't leave here.
So here I stay.
Until next time.
 
Went through something and I swore I was going to just carry a life of celibacy, probably end up as a nun 😂 I remembered this site from when I was really young. Now it’s helped me get comfy with the idea of sex again💗

I also went through something and really tried to pour all of the energy I had into a “related” good cause. I think I helped a lot of people but now I just feel like a hypocrite 🙃

Lit seems safer than other sites, less violent and less built upon popularity/fake points. Maybe it’s as simple as we all feel safe here.

That sense of safety has led me to some crazy places, so just be careful ❤️
 
Started with all the hot stories, then found the forum which I got addicted to. Found I was spending way too much time on it. Went back to just stories then came back here after finishing a long awesome story. Need to find another great story.
 
Why are you back?

I do oscillate. Last time I took a sabbatical it was because I'd got into a spat with a couple of people on a board over something trivial and just thought it better to remove myself for a while.
 
I also went through something and really tried to pour all of the energy I had into a “related” good cause. I think I helped a lot of people but now I just feel like a hypocrite 🙃

Lit seems safer than other sites, less violent and less built upon popularity/fake points. Maybe it’s as simple as we all feel safe here.

That sense of safety has led me to some crazy places, so just be careful ❤️
Coming here does not mean you have to lose control. Not sure what bad shit you’ve gone through here, but each step you take is under your control until you choose to surrender.
 
Coming here does not mean you have to lose control. Not sure what bad shit you’ve gone through here, but each step you take is under your control until you choose to surrender.

If I’m here, I’ve already lost control 🫢

I’ll have to think about that some more today, maybe add it to the journal.

Is it surrender or defeat if you give in to yourself? Is it losing or winning?
 
If I’m here, I’ve already lost control 🫢

I’ll have to think about that some more today, maybe add it to the journal.

Is it surrender or defeat if you give in to yourself? Is it losing or winning?
How dangerous is the activities you engage in while here.
Just talking about fantasies and masturbating, like many of us, is not dangerous.
 
How dangerous is the activities you engage in while here.
Just talking about fantasies and masturbating, like many of us, is not dangerous.

The danger is not held within the activities, it’s in the intent behind seeking the behaviour that’s dangerous and the inevitable impact it has on me.

I’ve been positively impacted as well, of course. But that’s not confusing so I don’t focus on it. It’s all the times I’ve wound up feeling too far gone that have me craving something similar and if I’m being honest, that’s why I keep returning.
 
Year after year, time after time, I come crawling back to this place. Jekyll and Hyde, but it’s just me with my eyes cast low and my hand between my thighs and my phone in the other again, because maybe this time is the time I’ll find someone who can hold a mirror up in a position I can actually see myself in.

Because that’s really it, isn’t it? We want to be seen, heard, known, understood. Dissected and analyzed and broken down and figured out. We want to know why we are the way we are and why we don’t want to change. Why does it make me feel this way?

The definition of insanity is… blah blah blah.

That’s why I’m back. Why are you back?
I gave this another read. I have done enough dissecting and analyzing, seeking understanding and sharing my own with others, breaking things down and figuring things out over the years that each time I do come back I have a better understanding of what Lit is and why I end up here.

My definition of what is real and what is fantasy has changed. Everything here is some level of fake, not real at all. That perspective has helped me a lot. If I don’t take any of it too seriously I won’t get hurt and I’ll have more fun.

Also while I enjoy the time I am here with my hand between my thighs, that has become less and less of a reason why I come here. I do appreciate the friendships I have made here. If some of them are people I get off with that’s great, but I’m not looking for that anymore. That’s a nice bonus. That approach also makes those intimate moments more meaningful.
 
If I’m here, I’ve already lost control 🫢

I’ll have to think about that some more today, maybe add it to the journal.

Is it surrender or defeat if you give in to yourself? Is it losing or winning?
I really appreciate this thread and your sincere effort to explore this issue.

I don’t think it’s surrender or defeat, it’s simply an opportunity to learn more about yourself and others.
 
Because I connected with 2 people. Over the almost 30 years, there's been 2 people I can't get out of the back of my mind. I'm not looking for them. I've moved on... but there's the hope I'll find a 3rd... I might have... but I probably fucked it up. I'm good at that.
 
Year after year, time after time, I come crawling back to this place. Jekyll and Hyde, but it’s just me with my eyes cast low and my hand between my thighs and my phone in the other again, because maybe this time is the time I’ll find someone who can hold a mirror up in a position I can actually see myself in.

Because that’s really it, isn’t it? We want to be seen, heard, known, understood. Dissected and analyzed and broken down and figured out. We want to know why we are the way we are and why we don’t want to change. Why does it make me feel this way?

The definition of insanity is… blah blah blah.

That’s why I’m back. Why are you back?
The realist post of all Lit. I go away, say I don't belong here anymore. Then I find myself here.
 
And that's why I am here... just to hang out with some nice people!!
You can log off any time you like, but you can never leave
This came to mind... to the tunes of hotel California. Welcome to Hotel Lit,
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of kinks at the Hotel Lit
Any time of day (any time of day
You can find it here"
 
Arrived long ago for the stories, but recently found the forum and am enjoying the opportunity to type directly with people about topics, kinks, and interests that I am still unable to share in my daily life.

Recently discovered chatting and enjoy the more direct (but safely distant) connections with dirty minds
 
Is Lit a negative place for you, @EvaLane or does it end up consuming too much of you and your time?

Lit is somewhere that only reflects my own state of mind. If I come here seeking trouble, trouble is what I’ll find.

Typically, before I even load up the browser, I’ve already been in my own mind tip toeing around the idea, compromising and bargaining with myself. So, I’m consumed before even logging in.

That said, I’ve never regretted the time I’ve spent here. Even the most overwhelming moments have revealed information about myself and for that I’m grateful.
 
I’m here to connect and I find most social media either puerile or toxic.
No kidding. Facebook used to be OK for connecting with real friends and family but it's become a machine for swamping those connections with ads, AI-generated pages and groups I have no interest in joining. It's like mainstream social media doesn't get how being social works.
 
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