When You Know Better, But You Still Do It
What happens between an urge, an action, and the feeling you keep returning to There is a strange moment I have become fascinated by. It’s usually only a few seconds long. You already know what you’re about to do. You may have promised yourself you wouldn’t do it again. And still… your hand reaches. Your fingers type. You open the site. Pour the drink. Send the message. Start the argument. Look for the attention. Whatever your version is. Somewhere inside you, you know. And then you do it anyway. The three seconds before A man recently came into my DMs. He told me I was beautiful. We exchanged few messages. He discovered I was married. And eventually he asked: “Does your husband like to share?” I could make him the subject of this story. I’m not going to. Because his message made me curious about something much bigger than him. What happened in his body in the few seconds before he pressed SEND? He knew what he was typing. He knew I was married. He could r...