Addicted to Chat Sites and Mutual Masterbation 2 str8 porn

Maybe it is you are seeking connection and intimacy. In my case it was. Merely porn was never my main addiction. I needed interaction. Attended CoDA and SLAA meetings. But then ... it could also be that once addicted we are somehow, or rather the brain is somehow looking for a (new) kick, a rush, something to hunt for, wait for, hoping to get, hoping to find, that all activate the dopamine system.
We cannot wrestle a problem to the ground. And from my experience I can say that it is not this or that, it is this and that. So, at the end of an addict's day what's best to do is to stop it all. Does this make sense to you?

 

Good question. Would you say then that getting addicted to chat sites looking for other guys in the same situation is the only alternative you have? How do you know that relationship is not wanted nor desired? You already know all the possible partners out there?
Coping with loneliness is not easy but then coping with loneliness AND dealing with addiction at the same time makes it even worse. So, no addictive behavior can be a good alternative. Sounds like you are hosting your own pity party. What could you do instead that is empowering and bringing you joy?

 

Things like chat and P are not really "outlets", they're addictive drugs really.

Doing interesting things, or things which are in some way satisfying, is the best alternative. This doesn't always have to involve a lot of effort, you can just do a lot of reading, listening to podcasts and so on. But he's hobbies etc. are great too.

Of course avoiding all M and O (as well as P and chat obviously) does get difficult at times. You could consider allowing an occasional MO. It can be a bit of a slippery slope back to worse things though. I haven't figured it all out yet.

 

I have a similar problem. When I look back I can see how I went from enjoying time on my own looking at pics/vids to starting to chat with other like minded people, to then needing to talk and share with guys to get off. I think initially it was such a high knowing I wasn't alone, but then it just spirals. The most annoying thing is guys don't hang around or keep in touch either. They just use to you to get off and then move on. It's a vicious circle of connection and rejection. Overall I think it's just an escalation or form of desensitization that we just need to keep finding something else to get off on.

 

I'm just realizing how much a part of my porn habit is based on this very thing -- connecting with other "perverts" to share the porn experience. It's taking me so long to figure it out, even though my primary outlet for porn online has been exactly this sort of interaction with other porn addicts.

I have this same frustration as well, even though I have to admit I do it myself. But the search for that one like-minded porn partner is exactly one of the things that fuels long edging sessions. Just like trying to find that next better pic or vid, there is the idea that maybe the next chat partner will be the one to push me over the top.

The scandalous admission too is that in the past, I've found this site a source for perv partners. I'm trying not to do that anymore, but it's tempting even here.

Having finally figured this element of my addiction out has helped though. Knowing what I'm doing has been helpful in allowing me to shift my thinking to finding new, healthier ways to interact with others.

 

I have exactly the same problem....going to chat sites to find people hooked onto P just like me and chatting to them. It used to give me such a high when I found a person with tastes similar to mine, and I would spend hours trying to find the right person.

In the end I was using them to just orgasm and moving on just like they were using me. It's a vicious cycle.

 

Omg I thought it was just me I find it so exciting I thought it was just my weired vice

 

Same here I escalated from p0rn to chatting on various platforms.

 

I think I'm more addicted to the chat, etc. than to the porn itself. Porn without interaction actually turns out to be too boring to entice me.

 

This is the same for me. I am doing pretty ok staying away from porn right now, its the chat sites that I am struggling with.

 

Ah yes, 50+ guy with the same chat site problem and want to stop. Any of this sound familiar? - quickly panic-closing screens when someone approaches, the guilt of seeing light outside after another all-nighter, trying to slip in to bed beside your partner and hoping they're still asleep, later lying about what time you got in to bed, or "I fell asleep watching TV", feelings of disgust the next day, inability to concentrate on work or other stuff that needs doing... Yeah, been there.

 

I used to be very addicted to chat sites. I would always try to find a willing female and either cyber / sext, voice chat or video chat.
It gave me much more of a rush than simple PM but it would take soooo much more time. Sometimes I wouldn't go to bed until 3 or 4 AM and I would fail to find a willing partner more often than not and end up feeling like total shit.

 

This is the problem I have been facing since past 2 years. I can block out all porn and not see any streaming sites, no problem there. But I cannot keep away from chat sites and the huge group of like-minded friends I have on my Hangouts. More than the porn, sexting and chatting with someone about sex seems to more enticing to me.

Anyone have any idea how I can block off my Hangouts or Google Chat forever? I wish there was some way to do this, or some kind of a filter program. It would do wonders for my streak.

 

This is my life right now, being sneaky with the wife. She knows I do it, but promised I would stop.

Warning: triggering

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Heck, she even confessed it turnt her on when she found out once, and we did it together online with a guy once. She also masterbated to some of my previous chats with other girls.

But I said I would stop, and she thinks I have.

 

Those chat sites are addictive. I thin what drives me in the idea of what could happen, most times it was just a waiting game with me edging myself. Usually ending in disappointment but I did it time and time again, following some sort of compulsive pattern.