Thank you to to Blondie, SimonM, and Escapeandnevercomeback ... Thank you for the kind words. I need the encouragement, and I'm in a strange mental space today.
I have slipped up in the past, but they were fairly quick and then I got back on the wagon. This time it has been damn near a week of backsliding and slipping, all the way up to last night and into today. It has been a full-blown relapse and I couldn't feel worse about it. Shame, regret, self loathing, and depression. I feel physically sick, this is a terrible hole to be stuck in, and I desperately need to climb out of it. I have been addicted before, but never like this. This is a whole different level of the game.
There is one major positive though. Porn no longer fools me into thinking it possesses some type of redemptive quality. I can see crystal clear that it is harmful to me, all the way, 100% bad. I cannot believe how awful this feels compared to how good I felt when I was on my streak. I went from cloud 9 to the gutter in a few seconds. It's a perfect example of why I chose to leave this life behind me, and I can't believe that I used to enjoy this shit in the past. I can't believe I came back to this either. What an idiot, seriously guys, what the fuck? There is nothing to gain from porn, but a lot to lose. This last week has literally stripped the enjoyment out of life. Food has no taste, sleep offers no rest, and jokes don't make me smile. I feel dead inside. So the silver lining is this: there is no reason to ever come back here. Once I get on my feet, and I will get on my feet, I am never coming back. This whole experience was a disaster, a train wreck of my own design, and I am still feeling the reverberations.
I recruited my wife to join my battle. She has always been aware of my issue, and has never passed judgement on me or made me feel like less of a person because of this. She has been supportive the whole way, but I was adamant that this was my issue, not hers, and that I wanted to do this on my level without her help. But why turn down the help of someone who loves you and is watching you kill yourself? She is installing some porn blockers on the computers right now, and having her on board makes me feel not so alone in this. She told me that no matter what, she loves me, and that we will beat this together. She is a good woman, so much more than I deserve. And she loves me.
Which brings me to my final point: She loves me, and I love me. Even though I feel like I hate myself, it isn't true. If I hated myself, I wouldn't care that porn was destroying me. I am trying to beat this, because I actually do love myself. And I matter. And my happiness matters too. Quality of life matters, and the quality of life with porn is very low indeed. I just need to remember that I am not losing anything by eliminating porn, I am actually gaining something.