EarthWalker
Respected Member
Hello, rebooters.
Time I gave this another try. I have an old journal from 2017. But I changed since then. This time I will do my best to find and heal the root causes of my porn addiction.
One major thing is the feeling of love. I feel very much unloved. I feel like I need to revisit my early childhood. A quote from a book I find interesting:
Analyzing my infancy and early childhood. There is just a deep hole.
I have an analytical mind. I am an engineer. I just want to fix this.
Taking inventory:
I feel like my mother never loved me. Up until I was like 10 or something she visited me on weekends while I was raised by grandma. Grandma was effectively divorced. So she was filling in for a mother and a father. Doesn't work. I think my mother has some deep seeded problems with males. Misandry. I feel like she would prefer to be a guy or something. There was never abuse from her part. Just a lot of dismissal and not giving me any attention.
My father was away most of the time for work up until I was 18 or something like that. As a child didn't see him much. He was an alcoholic. When he was around. There are some good memories. But when he drank, he didn't get abusive per se. But just totally killed any joy. Very depressing energies. Kills any joy.
Their relationships was pretty chaotic when I was an infant. They moved around apartments and there was some physical violence involved. Not a happy and loving relationship.
I can see how my mother and father are just passing the buck along. Their parents were not very positive either. My grandma's mother effectively killed her dreams of being a pasty chef. Instead she got her to work long hours in a factory. Just on of many examples I could list.
I have no problems with this. I inherited a lot of garbage from my parents. Which they inherited from their parents etc.
Not the job I signed up for. This is not how it is suppose to be. But I can either be miserable or I can clean the messes as much as is possible in this lifetime.
The way our society is set up. It is designed just to keep on making the buck bigger and passing it down the line. Like being an unconscious participant in the theatre of the absurd.
Well. This buck stops here.
My current relationship with my mother is cold and estranged. I do share the same house with her. I have my own floor with separate entrance. We say hello 1x per week. This is about it. She has her life. I have mine. I think this is for the best.
My father died a few years back with cancer. I am not surprised with the amount of unresolved emotional garbage he was carrying.
I don't find what I wrote particularly difficult subject. It is the reality I am starting to face. Knowing the exact problem is half the solution.
Porn is just a coping mechanism. A momentary release from all the accumulated garbage both in my genetic line and the collective consciousness.
I am carrying the unresolved emotional issues of many of my ancestors.
There are many areas of life I need to address. I will start in dealing with unresolved issues from ages 0-7 years old. This is where I should feel loved, supported in the world. Instead it made me feel like the world is a cold and unlovable place.
Today I came across a book on self-parenting. I cried a little. Will this be the part of the healing journey? Solution to my porn problem?
My journey in self-parenting starts today. My intention of this journal is to journal my experience with self-parenting for the duration of 3 months.
May you be healed. May you feel loved.
EarthWalker
Time I gave this another try. I have an old journal from 2017. But I changed since then. This time I will do my best to find and heal the root causes of my porn addiction.
One major thing is the feeling of love. I feel very much unloved. I feel like I need to revisit my early childhood. A quote from a book I find interesting:
Everyone's first experience of love is the love they receive from their mother and from their father and from the atmosphere of the love that exists between their mother and father in infancy.
Analyzing my infancy and early childhood. There is just a deep hole.
I have an analytical mind. I am an engineer. I just want to fix this.
Taking inventory:
I feel like my mother never loved me. Up until I was like 10 or something she visited me on weekends while I was raised by grandma. Grandma was effectively divorced. So she was filling in for a mother and a father. Doesn't work. I think my mother has some deep seeded problems with males. Misandry. I feel like she would prefer to be a guy or something. There was never abuse from her part. Just a lot of dismissal and not giving me any attention.
My father was away most of the time for work up until I was 18 or something like that. As a child didn't see him much. He was an alcoholic. When he was around. There are some good memories. But when he drank, he didn't get abusive per se. But just totally killed any joy. Very depressing energies. Kills any joy.
Their relationships was pretty chaotic when I was an infant. They moved around apartments and there was some physical violence involved. Not a happy and loving relationship.
I can see how my mother and father are just passing the buck along. Their parents were not very positive either. My grandma's mother effectively killed her dreams of being a pasty chef. Instead she got her to work long hours in a factory. Just on of many examples I could list.
I have no problems with this. I inherited a lot of garbage from my parents. Which they inherited from their parents etc.
Not the job I signed up for. This is not how it is suppose to be. But I can either be miserable or I can clean the messes as much as is possible in this lifetime.
The way our society is set up. It is designed just to keep on making the buck bigger and passing it down the line. Like being an unconscious participant in the theatre of the absurd.
Well. This buck stops here.
My current relationship with my mother is cold and estranged. I do share the same house with her. I have my own floor with separate entrance. We say hello 1x per week. This is about it. She has her life. I have mine. I think this is for the best.
My father died a few years back with cancer. I am not surprised with the amount of unresolved emotional garbage he was carrying.
I don't find what I wrote particularly difficult subject. It is the reality I am starting to face. Knowing the exact problem is half the solution.
Porn is just a coping mechanism. A momentary release from all the accumulated garbage both in my genetic line and the collective consciousness.
I am carrying the unresolved emotional issues of many of my ancestors.
There are many areas of life I need to address. I will start in dealing with unresolved issues from ages 0-7 years old. This is where I should feel loved, supported in the world. Instead it made me feel like the world is a cold and unlovable place.
Today I came across a book on self-parenting. I cried a little. Will this be the part of the healing journey? Solution to my porn problem?
My journey in self-parenting starts today. My intention of this journal is to journal my experience with self-parenting for the duration of 3 months.
May you be healed. May you feel loved.
EarthWalker