Is it normal to love someone but still sleep around?
If I hadn't I would never get it out of my system and I would always think about others. So I went and did something about it. I broke up with her 6 months ago purely so I could sew my wild oats. I knew at the time I really loved her. Nothing has changed since then. I miss her everyday but I almost force myself to sleep with others as punishment. Kind of like a teenager being forced to smoke a whole pack of cigarettes after being caught smoking. It's almost like I have something to prove to myself. It's fun of course at a physical level but deep down it's not what I want. I hope one day I'll be over it and be confident enough to be with her without having these grass-is greener-on-the-other-side-thoughts.