Insight.2
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Yup, I finally made it here! It's been hours I've been considering opening up this thread... nah, that's only true for today... rather, it's actually been many months - and, in all truth, doing such a thing as writing in a journal that I would share with others has been on my mind ever since I first heard of the NoFap... alternative way of living - and that was many years ago!
To be honest, it is very hard for me to even write at the moment, let alone populate a mental landscape with meaningful data and observations about my own self that I can further analyze and then write about...
... but I don't want to further delay the whole process, so I'll just lay some information here :
In fact, being used to feel/live/survive so damn low for so long brings me an excellent point of reference for improvement. As in : I can hardly fall below that state.
And I observe, after now 13 days without Porn, and 6 days without M/O, that while I am feeling quite honestly extremely bad at the moment, I do not feel like killing myself. I would even add that I feel a fidgety force that is making me curious/willing to go see what's lurking around the corner... in other words, I feel a strong-enough-so-I-can-perceive-it force that makes me want to live. And become. Become who I am, free of this addiction.
Enough for tonight.
I will write more later. I am pleasantly surprised by me achieving this tedious task. I'm tackling a colossal problematic/reality here. Of course the structure will make more and more sense as I write more and more. More later.
**update : nah, I can't stop writing tonight.
I just want to clarify that I have been getting professional help, that my therapists are well aware of my suicidal thoughts, that I've been receiving, hmmm, support for many years (and there is no need to worry - just work in the good direction), but really, I believe I'm the one really who holds the responsibility/power to change things over...
I remember a time... I travelled quite extensively for a surprising amount of time, back in the early 2010's... on both road trips, the one being 5-months-and-a-half long, and the second one lasting precisely an entire year minus a day, I was practically a monk sexually speaking for all this time. I only had a flip phone, and watched no porn at all, while I might have had the very rare masturbation here or there - but it never was an habit. Had some sex but occasions were very sparse.
Well, what happened during this period?
Ok so now that all of that is said : why did I return to my text before posting it? Well, hell, I just wanted to clarify that I believe in a me that is more, yes way more than what I somehow managed to sink down to with the years, having the hardest time even making a simple coffee, while that PMO-free me was driving these 6000 km in 3 days... !
Exposing these undeniable facts is a good enough source of motivation, and I just can't pretend that the fact that I was PMO free for such a long period of time in my history and definitely thriving more, and then coming back home to only start going down the depressive hill faaast yes sooo faaast, is not linked. Hell! I also went on a 47-days-long PMO-free streak last year. And I was many skies higher than my current nightmare.
Ok so.
I got something to work on,
I got something to work with.
Main objective : become functional again. It is possible. Let us see with the upcoming entries... H.
Yup, I finally made it here! It's been hours I've been considering opening up this thread... nah, that's only true for today... rather, it's actually been many months - and, in all truth, doing such a thing as writing in a journal that I would share with others has been on my mind ever since I first heard of the NoFap... alternative way of living - and that was many years ago!
To be honest, it is very hard for me to even write at the moment, let alone populate a mental landscape with meaningful data and observations about my own self that I can further analyze and then write about...
... but I don't want to further delay the whole process, so I'll just lay some information here :
- Current streak
- No P : 13 days
- No M/O : 6 days
- Some of my issues that I suspect are caused by PMO (we will see after a couple dozen or hundred of days)
- Going "blind" (vision problems)
- Nothing unusual shows up on vision tests
- It has become extremely straining for me to read... reading a book seems like an impossible task ; haven't read an entire book in years
- 'Flashes of light' around my point of focus is how I would describe
- Tunnel vision. Literally. But then, I have a really hard time focusing on anything at all. So I basically see shit.
- Yet, my vision seemed work 28 times harder when visioning Porn... ah, priorities, priorities - yes...
- (I'll not postpone this one too much ; I started 'soft' with the vision problems, but really, this one is the accumulation of everything that should be in this list) :
- Suicidal depression
- Yup, the quality of life is SO DAMN ABSENT, life is such a nightmare, that, well... nothing at all ever brings me any good.
- But I will not let this thread be drained down to Hellish lands! Bear with me :
- Going "blind" (vision problems)
In fact, being used to feel/live/survive so damn low for so long brings me an excellent point of reference for improvement. As in : I can hardly fall below that state.
And I observe, after now 13 days without Porn, and 6 days without M/O, that while I am feeling quite honestly extremely bad at the moment, I do not feel like killing myself. I would even add that I feel a fidgety force that is making me curious/willing to go see what's lurking around the corner... in other words, I feel a strong-enough-so-I-can-perceive-it force that makes me want to live. And become. Become who I am, free of this addiction.
Enough for tonight.
I will write more later. I am pleasantly surprised by me achieving this tedious task. I'm tackling a colossal problematic/reality here. Of course the structure will make more and more sense as I write more and more. More later.
**update : nah, I can't stop writing tonight.
I just want to clarify that I have been getting professional help, that my therapists are well aware of my suicidal thoughts, that I've been receiving, hmmm, support for many years (and there is no need to worry - just work in the good direction), but really, I believe I'm the one really who holds the responsibility/power to change things over...
I remember a time... I travelled quite extensively for a surprising amount of time, back in the early 2010's... on both road trips, the one being 5-months-and-a-half long, and the second one lasting precisely an entire year minus a day, I was practically a monk sexually speaking for all this time. I only had a flip phone, and watched no porn at all, while I might have had the very rare masturbation here or there - but it never was an habit. Had some sex but occasions were very sparse.
Well, what happened during this period?
- So much more vitality
- All the beautiful people I attracted!
- I experienced realities/events/opportunities I never thought were even possible!
- Insane stamina :
- (Just one extraordinary example)
- I drove Québec City (Canada) ==> Palenque (Mexico) in 3 days [near 6000 km trip, ~3700 miles]... I was the one driving 15+ hours a day, and I somehow also managed to learn some Spanish with the book I had brought onboard during the 3-days trip. Only stimulant used was coffee.
Ok so now that all of that is said : why did I return to my text before posting it? Well, hell, I just wanted to clarify that I believe in a me that is more, yes way more than what I somehow managed to sink down to with the years, having the hardest time even making a simple coffee, while that PMO-free me was driving these 6000 km in 3 days... !
Exposing these undeniable facts is a good enough source of motivation, and I just can't pretend that the fact that I was PMO free for such a long period of time in my history and definitely thriving more, and then coming back home to only start going down the depressive hill faaast yes sooo faaast, is not linked. Hell! I also went on a 47-days-long PMO-free streak last year. And I was many skies higher than my current nightmare.
Ok so.
I got something to work on,
I got something to work with.
Main objective : become functional again. It is possible. Let us see with the upcoming entries... H.