I am 50 years old. I am on the autism spectrum. I am on my fourth marriage. I have been a consumer of pornography almost as long as there has been free internet distribution--yes, all the way back to encoded GIFs on USEnet news. I indulged in pornographic messaging--writing and reading fantasies and claimed adventures. I played innumerable flash games. My childhood was not filled with trauma and grief. My father was an alcoholic, but he wasn't bad, as alcoholics go. I wasn't beaten, mistreated, or molested. I simply turned to porn as a young man and kept reprogramming myself with it.
Simultaneously, I became a hypocrite, adopting Christianity as I entered my 3rd decade of life. I was easily able to ignore the cognitive dissonance I was committing.
In any case, what has brought me here is that I finally was called out in a serious and severe way on my addiction. Last spring, my fourth wife discovered my active pornographic/fantasy life. At the time, she was very serious about divorcing me, but she relented. I made all kinds of "promises" (we know what those are worth) and really did convince myself that--for HER--I would be able to "be strong" indefinitely. I went to some counseling sessions, as well (about 12 sessions, weekly, overall). About three weeks ago, I backslid. I didn't just look at girly sites, I went straight to the outre material--extreme body types, obesity fetishization, etc. My wife discovered it.
We aren't getting divorced immediately, but she has stated that she will never trust me again, that I am incapable of love, and that I can expect her to walk out the door as soon as her youngest child finishes high school (5 years). Then she will tell me how much she misses me and we are in each other's arms. I find it unpleasant, but I don't feel the least bit bad about myself. I feel bad for her. I'm the one who did it. It's my fault and my cause. It was in my power to do something that would have worked, and I refused. I work in a psychiatry department. I am smart enough to spot addictive behavior. I refused to admit that I am an addict--my free choice.
I now admit that I am an addict. I have used decades of pathological inputs to reprogram my nervous system and it will not just be stopped by making a "decision" or "being strong". I have offered to let my wife install spyware on my phone and our computers, but she refused, which is her right. She shouldn't have to resort to such things. As far as I know, I have no hope with her.
Nevertheless, I do not wish to continue my addiction. I could simply let the marriage fail and indulge myself, by myself, for the remainder of my life. I'm autistic. I am able to live alone with nothing but work and a computer. But I do not wish to go down that path.
I realize that this is focused a great deal on my wife, and that I'm not supposed to.
Simultaneously, I became a hypocrite, adopting Christianity as I entered my 3rd decade of life. I was easily able to ignore the cognitive dissonance I was committing.
In any case, what has brought me here is that I finally was called out in a serious and severe way on my addiction. Last spring, my fourth wife discovered my active pornographic/fantasy life. At the time, she was very serious about divorcing me, but she relented. I made all kinds of "promises" (we know what those are worth) and really did convince myself that--for HER--I would be able to "be strong" indefinitely. I went to some counseling sessions, as well (about 12 sessions, weekly, overall). About three weeks ago, I backslid. I didn't just look at girly sites, I went straight to the outre material--extreme body types, obesity fetishization, etc. My wife discovered it.
We aren't getting divorced immediately, but she has stated that she will never trust me again, that I am incapable of love, and that I can expect her to walk out the door as soon as her youngest child finishes high school (5 years). Then she will tell me how much she misses me and we are in each other's arms. I find it unpleasant, but I don't feel the least bit bad about myself. I feel bad for her. I'm the one who did it. It's my fault and my cause. It was in my power to do something that would have worked, and I refused. I work in a psychiatry department. I am smart enough to spot addictive behavior. I refused to admit that I am an addict--my free choice.
I now admit that I am an addict. I have used decades of pathological inputs to reprogram my nervous system and it will not just be stopped by making a "decision" or "being strong". I have offered to let my wife install spyware on my phone and our computers, but she refused, which is her right. She shouldn't have to resort to such things. As far as I know, I have no hope with her.
Nevertheless, I do not wish to continue my addiction. I could simply let the marriage fail and indulge myself, by myself, for the remainder of my life. I'm autistic. I am able to live alone with nothing but work and a computer. But I do not wish to go down that path.
I realize that this is focused a great deal on my wife, and that I'm not supposed to.