Chapter 9

“Pathologize,” Matt repeated. “That means…what? Made into a pathology, a sickness?”

“That’s right. More importantly, it’s pejorative, judgmental.”

“Well,” Matt said, speaking slowly, “it’s not a goodthing, right?”

“You tell me.”

“Well, it’s fucked up my life, for one thing.”

I nodded. There was no getting around that. I didn’t mention the other thing I remembered about it, from that lecture on abnormal sexualities, years ago—the minority view, that hypersexuality was reviled simply because of a society that disliked “exceptional sexual behavior.” Thatterm had stuck in my head at the time, for it seemed to make the condition a cousin of my own “exceptional” sexuality: being gay.

“Okay,” I said at last. “But my point is, the trouble you’ve experienced, it’s not just from your…nature, but from the interaction of that nature with society’s norms.”

Matt stared at me, frowning.