I know what you mean. It's been one of the things for me, among others. All my life I've been trying to feel normal. And although I've made some progress, I'm not there yet. 20 years ago I discovered this fuckin shit called porn (and PMO) and it was like"Hey, I could distract myself with this thing." I realized that I could turn off my feeling of dread and discomfort in my own skin and connect to that fantasy. And it worked. I'd be lying if I said it didn't work. It worked for a long time. But it hasn't been working for a long time now. Nowadays, I put porn on because I knew it was supposed to disconnect me but I find myself in the middle of watching thinking about my problems. So I'm fucked if I do, fucked if I don't. These days I'm like a junkie, just getting my fix. Haven't had fun with this shit in a long time.