I Wanted to Die

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    For anyone with several minutes to kill, I thought I'd post my story of how lust came to control my life and how I've been rescued from it for now, having been free from PMO for 29 months now. I don't tell my story often enough, and I'd like to write it out here.

    I grew up with the standard SRU--strict religious upbringing. I was petrified of hell from about the age of six and of the God who would send me there if I didn't perform a great deal of prayer and sacrifice.

    Somewhere between 6 and 9, I had my first sexual feelings towards a classmate and after that, I found the women's section of a department store catalog. The shot of euphoria that went through me both times was incredible. In the case of the pictures, I could not get close enough to them... I pressed my face against the page I wanted to be so close to them.

    Sex was never explained to me except that it seemed to be some necessary evil that Christians had to endure to produce children. I actually thought into my teens that Christians did not take off all their clothes when they had sex, as that would be immodest. I still didn't know how it worked, so I began conducting my own research with dictionaries and medical books and still couldn't figure out what it was.

    At around 14, I masturbated for the first time. I was scared to death when it happened and it actually hurt. I felt I'd crossed some line and introduced some damage into my life that could never be fixed. After a few days I was back at it again, though, and it felt so incredible.

    Using the family computer for looking up pictures was dangerous, as it was in the living room. I'd wait till everyone went to bed and print the pictures out on our incredibly slow printer. It was agony waiting the several minutes for one picture to print off and praying no one would come out during that time, but also kind of exhilarating. I was almost scared to death when I got a virus on the computer twice, but somehow that didn't stop me.

    I figured I would go to hell if I didn't give up porn forever, so I made very firm resolutions to stop. I burned a picture once and buried it in the ground and it symbolized my never looking at these pictures again. You could not have convinced me when I was performing that ceremony that that was not the last time but rather the first of thousands of pictures I would look at in my lifetime. It was a horrible merry-go-round of guilt, remorse, repentance, relapse, guilt... that would come to characterize the next fourteen years of my life.

    In college, I was crippled with fear and guilt and for the first year spent most of my free time waiting for my roommate to leave the room and then masturbating. I did have some friends but had some definite social anxiety in larger groups. But I was doing well academically and even headed up some campus newspapers. I thought maybe I could build a life of writing where the masturbation could be left far behind.

    After college, I went home, got a job for about 8 months but it was not what I wanted to do in life. I then had a complete breakdown where I was afraid to even leave my room. I did not know what I was going to do with my life... what job I was supposed to perform or even wanted to perform. I had no idea what I wanted.

    I was finally given the courage to move from home, travel across the country and take up on the east coast, renting a house with some guys and getting a job doing something I was competent in. I used heavy amounts of fantasy. I loved the complete control of the fantasy world but it was an uncontrollable world too. The fantasies would start out sweet, affectionate and romantic and then end with images of horrible, seductive but sick types of sex. But the sicker the fantasy, the more deliriously electric the high.

    At last, when I was about 25, I had my dream situation. I moved out of the house with the other guys and a lady rented me a downstairs basement room where I would have absolute privacy. Guilt had never left me; it was like 500 pounds I perpetually carried on my back. Added to that was a diseased feeling inside of self-hatred. But I figured here would be my man cave. I would just give up, do what I wanted, and masturbate without the fear of being caught by anyone. As if to "bless" this new life, there was a side guest room where the lady's son sometimes came to stay and snooping around in there one day, I found a huge stack of porn DVDs. The son was a big burly muscular guy and after I used the stack, I would nervously try to reorder and replace the stack exactly as I'd found it in his room. At the start of some of the DVDs there would sometimes be an advertisement for darker types of porn, things that turned my stomach. I would find later that those images were stuck in my brain and I had a kind of sickly draw towards them then. Also, I decided to mount a seduction campaign against an older female in my life--I'd always wanted to pursue that type--and after several weeks got her to be sexual with me, so I felt like a real mastermind now. I'd had a handful of sexual relationships before that.

    One weekend I decided I wanted to OD on pleasure. I got out the porn and masturbated till I couldn't anymore. I thought I had actually broken something in my body, and I was so scared. I didn't know any other way to console myself but masturbate, though, so I figured I'd try it yet again. I had to conjure up the absolute most taboo fantasy I could think of to arouse myself, and in the moments after masturbating that time, I wanted to die. I don't cry very often--something I've always wanted to be able to do--and said if there was a God would he please make me disappear... to just remove my existence entirely from creation... if he was at all merciful, I was asking him to put me out of my misery. A very small movement in my heart, like a bird's fluttering wing, started then, and I knew I wanted to live.

    I moved out of that place, got a roomate, and started seeing a counselor. After a while, he made me aware of a 12 step sexual recovery group and I decided I would give it a shot. After three months I still hadn't given it a shot, but then I finally went to my first meeting.

    I went to one meeting a week for 13 months and didn't get remotely sober... maybe 10 days of sobriety twice. Then I started going to several meetings (although it took a huge commitment of driving), got a sponsor and got a month of sobriety, then relapsed.

    One day I had bought four or five DVDs for myself and watched one with a scene that sickened me. The actress in it obviously did not want to be performing the actions she was...the face of this particular girl and her great sorrow really struck me. I masturbated to it anyway. Once again I was broken. I could see a miserable girl who hated what she was doing and still masturbate. I was crying again and deep down in my heart there surged this incredible anger. Lust to me became personified... it was some figure of a man who was controlling my life, controlling that girl, controlling all lustful people and making us use each other.

    I flipped Lust the bird and said I was not going to let him make me do one more action I didn't want to do. But I knew that resolve would not make it a day... maybe not more than a few hours. But I swore that even though I was sure to masturbate tomorrow, I would die before I'd let him boss me around again that day. I woke up the next day and made the same decision.

    It's now 29 months of making that same decision one day at a time, with God's help, a sponsor, and most especially working the steps the 12 steps. At step 5, I felt that 500 pound weight on my back lifted, and by step 9, the sickly darkness of self-hatred inside went away. I don't live with those things anymore, and hopefully never will again.
     
  2. VanillaMochi

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    Thank you for sharing that story. Very emotional.

    I'm glad that you're going through a 12-step, those are great. I attended a 12-step program for gambling for four months. I never seriously attempted to work the steps because I'm not ready to completely give up gambling.

    I went with my mom to some guy's house way out in the boondocks. I noticed that he grabbed a DVD and put it behind the other DVD's but I didn't think much of it. They left to go to the store and I thought it was a porn, which is was. So I PMO'd while they were gone. I can relate to your story.
     
  3. Ekhangel

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    I too remember once masturbating to a porn vid in which a young girl at a party was vulgarly used (other words hardly apply to the relationship in this case) by two guys - you could clearly see her misery and sense of humiliation behind that badly acted satisfaction. That touched me very deeply too; I had known before that porn generally disgusted me and I was watching it only due to unhealthy compulsion - but at that point I actually decided I MUST regain my personal integrity. I realized that I DON'T WANT TO support this industry and propagate this lifestyle any longer and by any means. I realized compromise is just impossible, and it's either regaining my dignity and self-respect or the never ending moral demise.
     
  4. iamnowfree

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    I very glad that i am now on a journey with no more P. P makes me think love is all about sex. But deep down i know, love is more than just that.
     
  5. Stephen1195

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    Such inspiring and really emotional post! Wow. Just wow man.
     
  6. Wow. Probably the greatest story I've read here. I can find so many similarities. You are amongst my greatest inspirations S.K, I am so grateful that we have you here around us. You're like, hope personified. That is precious and beautiful. I reread the passage with "I wanted to die" and judge me if you want, but I'm actually crying. Contrary to you, I can cry at will, but damn, you hit the softest spot in me with this particular sentence. Read this today may have saved my streak - which is more important than my life for all it represents. So, thank you. And I feel you.

    I want to be like you when I grow up. Thank you, God bless you with the happiest of lives, you're so amazing and inspirational. Forever flipping the bird to our demons :)

    May I ask if you improves other areas in your life during your journey? Health-related stuff - losing weight, healthier day schedule and sleep patterns, sport?...

    Thank you in advance. Don't feel forced to answer though.
     
  7. Cojax

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    This was deep! I know I have a long journey ahead of me. Thank you for reminding me I will have to make the decision every single day! Thank you
     
  8. goa

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    That's one heck of a story. It's people like you that are the inspiration for others on here. I know I'm certainly inspired by it. Congratulations - I'm so happy for you.
     
  9. Great story man, it touched my heart!
     
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    Thanks everyone!

    Great questions, Anne-Dauphine, that has been an amazing part of my life now. Sleep was one of the first things I wanted to work on--getting to bed at a regular time, establishing some night routines that would signal to my body that it was time to start winding down. I had to stop going to bed in the a.m. hours and try for bed sometime at least by 11:30. At first I used herbal and then for a while commercial sleep meds. Then I found out about simple Buddhist focused breathing techniques that, although meant for a religious purpose, I'm sure, I just used to relax me to the point of sleep! That worked for a very long while and then I fell out of the practice. Now I am actually having a sleep study done and they've discovered I have a mild form of sleep apnea. I'm going for a follow-up this Saturday to see if a CPAP machine will help. I'm sleeping hugely better either way now than I used to.

    Counseling has helped me heal a lot of negative messages from my youth. My tendency to all or nothing thinking has vastly reduced. My guilt and fear are so minimized that I can go days without them, which I never would before.

    I also have a wellness coach. This is a person who helps me with diet and exercise and helps me to set goals. I've lost over 15 pounds now and work out at a gym three times a week. She also helps me with positive thinking and bettering my environment, like my room is actually clean these days (or at least manageable) and I'm dusting for the first time in my life probably.

    I have friends both in and out of recovery now and there's rarely an evening I'm all alone (I have roommates, so that helps too). I am writing again--a hobby I had lost entirely when I was using PMO--and what I'm writing is positive, not the surly sort of stuff I used to.

    So yea, a wealth of good things from no PMO.
     
  11. saye22

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    Thank you for sharing your story. I honestly can relate to that feeling of worthlessness, extreme guilt, and just wanting my existence to end because I felt like I could not control my porn and masturbation habit. I hope to share my total experience, just as you have, when I've reach 365 days/one year mark. Thank you for your story. Reading it has certainly help and encourage me through this journey of no PMO. I will certainly read it again from time to time to receive support and encouragement. It helps to know that there's someone who has gone through the heartache, guilt, and internal turmoil cause by porn and masturbation, and yet you've made it to the other side. A side that is much more peaceful, calm , guilt-free and that I hope to be there too. Thanks again bro, you're awesome.
     
  12. TurretRepairTeam

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    Thank you for posting this, and well done on doing so well and making the change.
     
  13. wileydinger

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    Thank you for the inspirational post man. Keep up the good fight. I know I am struggling but I know I am not the only fighting this debilitating disease.
     
  14. kmokushla

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    Just checking in today, my full day 1 of the journey. Thank you for your inspiration. I must find a 12 step group to supplement the effort, please anyone who reads this should hold me accountable to this. I will also write my story in detail later. Its similar to SK's. Thank you so much S.K. you are a true inspiration
     
  15. GoRob32

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    Inspiring S.K., thank you.

    Not to get into too much detail, but how did your counselor help you with the all-or-nothing thinking? And the negative thinking? I'm working on that one myself.
     
  16. tune345

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    Wow ..............!!
     
  17. coffeemug

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    Whoa, one of the most inspirational stories I've read on here. You have my respect and admiration and I hope you continue achieving amazing things in that same spirit that has gotten you as far.
    This story should be pinned somewhere on the first page of the Success subforum with all the other amazing winners.
    Even before reading this, I was personally convinced that mastering our sexual urges is meant to have much deeper implications that just not masturbating/porn viewing. It has to do with will power, self-perception, self-control, ego, peace, love... so many important things interwoven. Makes it all the more exciting and important to make this decision I guess.
    Great post, thank you! =)
     
    Last edited: Dec 11, 2014
  18. anthrope

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    This inspired me a lot, SK. Thank you for sharing this. It is lovely to see someone find the inner strength to completely shake off the PMO beast. Congratulations on reclaiming your life.
     
  19. ayush

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    Hi everyone and loren.I think best place to share and resolve my problem is here.I am 20 year old and i have been masturbating for 7 long years.Generally i pmo'everyday.Sometimes 2 days or even 1 week i have resisted this but that did'nt work.It was either illness or i was busy because i was not pmoing.but beleive me in december 2012 i did not masturbated for 45 days and the reason was i girl whom i fell in love with.She broke my heart and this addiction came back.I now masturbate everynight sometimes it is wet dream,sometimes masturbation.I am afraid i will eventually lose my masculinity.Please please if someone can help me to save my life inbox me.
     
  20. ###

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    Thanks for the other kind responses.

    GoRob32, I wish I could give some sort of simple answer to the all-or-nothing thinking, but for me it has been a very individualized journey. It has had to do with processing messages I received in youth, choosing new ones, sharing when I am struggling with my counselor, other advisers, and then within my 12 step group. Making calls to others when I'm having entrapping thoughts has been very critical. Not dealing alone with this addiction, and the thinking that breeds it, has been big.
     

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