I phoned a depression helpline today. I was talking to a lovely student counsellor named Tara. She was great, I mentioned how i felt, my Dad passing away, and being an addict.
She said "it didn't matter if the depression is caused by the addiction, she wanted to help, it's how you feel today that matters"
A few minutes in to the conversation I said "I might as well tell you what the addictions is, its porn." We continued chatting. I told her about 105 days off porn.
She said something like "just listening to you, you are very hard on yourself and you're carrying a lot of guilt." She then said "losing your Dad is a lot to deal with anyway, and you're trying to beat an addiction on your own on top of that. You should be proud of yourself." Tbh I shed a tear at this point in the conversation.
We chatted a bit more and I ended the conversation by saying "If you ever need a case study, give me a call"
Later I thought about what she said "..I should be proud of myself" I should be. Here I am. The man that couldn't go one day without porn....did.