19f. I think this could be considered NSFL, not sure. I don't really know what I want with this post. Maybe just to vent to people that understand. I know this is a long post but please read it, I'm desperate for any sort of help at this point and it doesn't look like therapy is an option for the foreseeable future.
I went through various forms of sexual abuse from ages 6-9 which lead me to develop hypersexual behavior as a young child. I was always curious about the internet so naturally started googling those things. At age 8 I came across and began reading smut fanfictions and comics of the most depraved things possible. Rape, underage/loli stuff, bestiality, scat, incest, etc. This completely warped my perception of sex even more. I began having extreme fantasies about myself and people I knew at that age too. Things like me or my friends being raped by teachers, fantasizing about my friends families engaging in orgies with each other, our school being turned into a brothel for adults, etc. Sometimes I'd even act out the things I had read, like with piss or poop, and even once with a cat. This was all before age 10. I got sexually abused once by a relative around that time too.
At that time I started getting into real life porn. Mostly started vanilla. Obviously it very quickly evolved into gangbangs, gloryholes, bdsm, and more. I remember watching Whitney Wisconsin's video justifying having sex with dogs and also stumbling onto a zoophile forum saying similar things- being a child, it made me think that having sex with animals was okay. I even got convinced that it's legal. Thankfully I never actually did anything with animals but I remember coming across a couple actual bestiality videos at around 11-12 and getting off on them.
I seem to have blocked out all the porn I watched between 12-16. I can't remember any of it. I'm not sure if it was normal or extreme. But at age 16 I got sexually assaulted and it seems to have stunned me back into this sexual depravity. Covid hit around the same time. Being isolated in lockdown, I joined discord servers for fandoms I was in. One of these servers turned out to be dedicated to fucked up fanfiction and art of said fandom, which I didn't know before joining. The people there would share links and justify it by saying it was all fictional and could help cope with trauma. Naively, I believed them and began consuming the content they shared. I went down exactly the same path I had as when I was a child.
At 17 it was the main content I was watching. Lolicon, bestiality, rape and incest (although those last two were all fantasy videos as far as I know), piss, you name it. One time I wandered onto the deep web wanting to find videos of people my age, 16- 17 year olds. I now know it's fucked up but at the time I justified it by saying it was okay because they were the same age as me. The first link I clicked on had CP of a young child. I felt sad and numb and it didn't arouse me. I exited out of the page, clicked on a couple more links- same thing. So I eventually just closed the tab and uninstalled TOR. I didn't really know how to navigate the deep web and I thought that you wouldn't come across that stuff unless you were actively looking for it. A couple weeks later I tried to kill myself in part due to the things I had seen on there.
This incident seemed to have completely killed all interest I had in porn in general. I say "seemed" because again my brain completely erased any memory of the things I had seen on TOR and the fucked up porn I'd watched beforehand. I haven't consumed anything other than normal, vanilla porn since then. I've had no issues with PMO.
However, a couple months ago all those memories came crashing back down on me. I suffer extreme anxiety and guilt over the content I consumed to the point that I failed all my classes this semester. My drug and alcohol abuse problems have also gotten much worse. I get flashbacks of the stuff I saw. I feel like a fundamentally broken person and all the things I did have turned me into a monster for good. If any normal person were to hear of the things I got off to they would shun me. I don't deserve the love of my friends or family. I want to tell everybody about this so they'll find out who I really am and leave me. I can barely interact with them without feeling intense guilt and shame.
I know this is a case of escalation and a result of porn addiction, and due to the sexual abuse I suffered as child. At the time I genuinely believed that this content wasn't morally repugnant. I've never actually felt attracted to those things in real life or been compelled to act them out. But that still doesn't make it okay. People would still hate me if I told them. Even on here I'm on the extreme end- I honestly get jealous when people say that their extreme is for example transgender or bbw porn.
I can't change the past, so at this point I feel like my only option is suicide. It's what I deserve for what I've watched. I don't recognize the person that looked at all those things but at the end of the day it was still me and I still made those decisions. I just can't let go of the guilt and shame even if it's been more than a year since. This will haunt me for the rest of my life and I just don't know if I'll be able to bear it.
I went through various forms of sexual abuse from ages 6-9 which lead me to develop hypersexual behavior as a young child. I was always curious about the internet so naturally started googling those things. At age 8 I came across and began reading smut fanfictions and comics of the most depraved things possible. Rape, underage/loli stuff, bestiality, scat, incest, etc. This completely warped my perception of sex even more. I began having extreme fantasies about myself and people I knew at that age too. Things like me or my friends being raped by teachers, fantasizing about my friends families engaging in orgies with each other, our school being turned into a brothel for adults, etc. Sometimes I'd even act out the things I had read, like with piss or poop, and even once with a cat. This was all before age 10. I got sexually abused once by a relative around that time too.
At that time I started getting into real life porn. Mostly started vanilla. Obviously it very quickly evolved into gangbangs, gloryholes, bdsm, and more. I remember watching Whitney Wisconsin's video justifying having sex with dogs and also stumbling onto a zoophile forum saying similar things- being a child, it made me think that having sex with animals was okay. I even got convinced that it's legal. Thankfully I never actually did anything with animals but I remember coming across a couple actual bestiality videos at around 11-12 and getting off on them.
I seem to have blocked out all the porn I watched between 12-16. I can't remember any of it. I'm not sure if it was normal or extreme. But at age 16 I got sexually assaulted and it seems to have stunned me back into this sexual depravity. Covid hit around the same time. Being isolated in lockdown, I joined discord servers for fandoms I was in. One of these servers turned out to be dedicated to fucked up fanfiction and art of said fandom, which I didn't know before joining. The people there would share links and justify it by saying it was all fictional and could help cope with trauma. Naively, I believed them and began consuming the content they shared. I went down exactly the same path I had as when I was a child.
At 17 it was the main content I was watching. Lolicon, bestiality, rape and incest (although those last two were all fantasy videos as far as I know), piss, you name it. One time I wandered onto the deep web wanting to find videos of people my age, 16- 17 year olds. I now know it's fucked up but at the time I justified it by saying it was okay because they were the same age as me. The first link I clicked on had CP of a young child. I felt sad and numb and it didn't arouse me. I exited out of the page, clicked on a couple more links- same thing. So I eventually just closed the tab and uninstalled TOR. I didn't really know how to navigate the deep web and I thought that you wouldn't come across that stuff unless you were actively looking for it. A couple weeks later I tried to kill myself in part due to the things I had seen on there.
This incident seemed to have completely killed all interest I had in porn in general. I say "seemed" because again my brain completely erased any memory of the things I had seen on TOR and the fucked up porn I'd watched beforehand. I haven't consumed anything other than normal, vanilla porn since then. I've had no issues with PMO.
However, a couple months ago all those memories came crashing back down on me. I suffer extreme anxiety and guilt over the content I consumed to the point that I failed all my classes this semester. My drug and alcohol abuse problems have also gotten much worse. I get flashbacks of the stuff I saw. I feel like a fundamentally broken person and all the things I did have turned me into a monster for good. If any normal person were to hear of the things I got off to they would shun me. I don't deserve the love of my friends or family. I want to tell everybody about this so they'll find out who I really am and leave me. I can barely interact with them without feeling intense guilt and shame.
I know this is a case of escalation and a result of porn addiction, and due to the sexual abuse I suffered as child. At the time I genuinely believed that this content wasn't morally repugnant. I've never actually felt attracted to those things in real life or been compelled to act them out. But that still doesn't make it okay. People would still hate me if I told them. Even on here I'm on the extreme end- I honestly get jealous when people say that their extreme is for example transgender or bbw porn.
I can't change the past, so at this point I feel like my only option is suicide. It's what I deserve for what I've watched. I don't recognize the person that looked at all those things but at the end of the day it was still me and I still made those decisions. I just can't let go of the guilt and shame even if it's been more than a year since. This will haunt me for the rest of my life and I just don't know if I'll be able to bear it.