Bianconiglio
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Yesterday i took the "Beck Depression Inventory". It is a self-rating test for depression consisting in 21 items which ask you to evaluate your state of being, thoughts and emotions which occured during the past two weeks. I scored 33, which is in the spectrum of "Severe depression". Even if it wasn't a surprise i broke down and cryed, thinking about how pathetic was my superpower to fuck my life up. 4 months ago my girlfriend dumped me: i was severely neglecting her, i always thought i wasn't that into her even if she was stunningly beautiful and sweet (she recived compliments everywere she went) but looking back i don't know exactly why did i behaved that way; yes i was unexperienced (she was my first love) and i grew up in a loveless enviroment (i never saw my parents kiss each other) but this is not enough to justify my cold and distant behaviour. The last 3 moths i was completely cought up why university, i always had difficulties studying (never did in my life) so i became obsessed with that; i had to plan a daily routine of 9 hours space for studying only to get 3-4 hours of pure work... nedless to say that she wasn't part of my daily program. I didn't saw her pain, even when she was crying in my bed i stood still, cold, emotionless. I did't even took the time to hug her, while she always took a 2 hours train to get to my place, begging me to see her and to stay an hour longer when i was basically kicking her out the morning after. During the relationship i was her god, a sweet and rock solid man. I knew how to read her mind, to make her laugh and how to make her orgasm at will (the past relationship she had she could count the times she came on the fingers of her hands, she is only 20 but she had a 3 year relationship before me and some lesser stuff). She said (to her friends, never to me) that she never felt this much love for a person in his life. I think this is part of what led to the breakup, i felt as a god and that she wasn't going to leave me ever. Looking back she left a monster, it wasn't me no more; i dropped boxing and i went down 63kgs (from 72); i was a skinny, angry, uncaring dude with a disgusted look on my face when i was interacting with her. When i saw the damage i've done (the exact day she broke up with me) my whole identity shattered and here i am, trying to figure out the past to work on the present, in order to make a better future. I stopped smoking weed, i'm taking cold showers and i bought a shitload of books to understand relationships and why i behaved this way in order to become a better person and not to harm anyone else in the future, but deep down i know i'm preparing myself for the unlikely possibility of her to come back. We went back and forth for the first months and an half after the breakup, but i was to needy and i wans't able to re-attract her, then she started seeing someone else. These past 4 months i masturbated obsessively, someday 3 to 6 times a day. I didn't used porn because just the thought of her was the most powerful thing, my mind replays the best memories from the honeymoon period, this time filled with my present emotions and boosted from the lack of getting laid; every kiss we exchanged is revisited with an "emotions filling photoshop", now i'm obsessed with her and the biggest trigger is my bedroom where we used to had sex. I started to reboot 4 days ago, i read the "getting starded guide" and it terrified me: i understood that the lack of drive that i had the last moths was partially because i replaced her with masturbation (once per day). I want to reach the 90 days mark and completely eradicate PMO from my life but i'm already struggling 4 days in. Going to sleep is getting harder and harder every night (literally haha): i need 3 hours to ease my mind from the excitement produced by my obsessive thoughts and when i wake up i feel like i can't get out of bed (in fact i don't) because the day ahed is filled with struggle, yet staying in bed is my trigger to PMO. How can i deal with my sexual thoughs? How can i keep fighting the good fight when the only time i don't crave my ex are the 10 minutes after PMO? the only timespace where i'm comfortably numb. How can i endure my battle with this addiction when it takes the form of eldulcorated memories, and i have to face it for an extended period of time each night and morning?
Thanks for your time,
Alessandro.
Thanks for your time,
Alessandro.
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