Chronically_Distracted
Fapstronaut
Well here I am, feeling the weight of my addiction slowly pulling me down inside myself until I’m lost again. I came to this place, probably like a lot of you have, running from a shameful moment. I’m grateful for what I’ve found so far as it has grounded me for the moment. I’ve been on my “journey” with recovery for about 4 years now. Starting with a major rock bottom moment and an attempt on my own life, I found major progress in the form of a costly in-patient intensive, heavy therapy, and 12 step, AT FIRST. I’ve become aware of myself to a degree, healed some wounds, refrained from some behaviors, and seen some growth as a person, but still here I am. My addiction to pornography started to formulate around the age of 12. I had already been just looking at porn for a few years but not masturbating. Middle school began and so did the social pressures of being seen by girls, which I did poorly at, then I really started pouring more and more of myself in to viewing the girls that made me “feel seen”. Finally decided to try jerking off, and from that day on I was hooked deep. It began with fantasy, continued to sexual misbehavior, and culminated in cheating, binge dating/one night stands, and SURPRISE compulsive overuse of porn. 5-6 times a day sometimes 8 if my body could handle it, so it’s no small wonder I have ED at 29 years old. I’m married now to a good woman who carries her own share of pain and relationship baggage, who was with me at rock bottom and who has stayed by my side through more slips than I can count following that bottom. I’ve stopped physically cheating, I’ve stopped sexting/chatrooms, I’ve stopped seeking other women’s attention to the point that now I can’t converse with them comfortably as people, but I haven’t been able to quit my porn viewing behaviors and to help create the love environment we both deserve. HERE. I. AM.