CONFESSION COURT
Case File: “You Love the Sex, Hate the Person”
Court is now in session.
Family, pull in close for this one.
This isn’t polite.
This isn’t comfortable.
And it’s definitely not safe for denial.
This is Confession Court — where we don’t flirt with the truth, we put the truth on the stand.
Tonight’s case is short in words, heavy in consequences:
You don’t love the person —
you love the sex.
If that hit your chest before it hit your head, stay right here.
We’re not talking about chemistry.
We’re not talking about passion.
We’re not talking about attraction.
We’re talking about attachment without respect,
access without alignment.
Two bodies connecting while two spirits drift apart.
You don’t admire them.
You don’t trust them.
You don’t even really like them.
But the sex?
The sex is enough to keep you distracted from the truth.
When the clothes come off, the doubts go quiet.
When the routine kicks in, your standards get flexible.
When the release hits, your intuition gets muted.
You stop asking the real questions.
Requiring real effort.
Demanding real alignment.
Because for a moment —
your body feels full
even while your spirit stays empty.
And then it’s over.
You don’t feel closer.
You feel irritated.
Detached.
Restless.
Sometimes you lie there thinking:
“Why am I even here?”
If that’s ever, been you — don’t scroll.
This isn’t an attack.
This is an exposure.
Here’s the part nobody wants to admit:
You’re staying for convenience — not connection.
Access is easy.
Desire is familiar.
Loneliness gets quieter with a body present —
even without character.
That’s not intimacy.
That’s anesthesia.
And it works…
until it wears off.
Because if the sex stopped tonight?
This “relationship” would disappear.
No conversations to save.
No future to protect.
No real loss.
Sit with that.
Before you get defensive — let’s be clear:
Desire isn’t the problem.
Sex isn’t the problem.
Wanting pleasure doesn’t make you broken.
But calling access love?
Calling routine intimacy connection?
Calling chemistry compatibility?
Calling lust a relationship?
That’s the damage.
It trains you to accept less.
It teaches you that being wanted
trumps being valued.
And that lesson haunts your standards, your boundaries, your tolerances.
Here’s the real confession:
You don’t miss them —
you miss the access.
The release.
The distraction.
When you’re alone, the questions come back.
Clarity gets loud.
Your body stays busy —
your heart stays bored.
And boredom settles in,
teaching numbness
instead of better choices.
Lust entertains —
but it never fulfills.
Confession Court exists to interrupt that.
To expose the lie.
To force the question you keep dodging:
If sex wasn’t involved…
would I still choose this person?
If that made you uncomfortable — good.
You’re awake.
Share this with someone still calling access a relationship.
Because we’re putting avoidance on trial.
And loving the sex while hating the person
always ends with clarity
you wish you’d listened to sooner.
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