Apologies in advance, as this will be a long post. But being my first, I want to put everything down for my own benefit. So please, bear with me. Congratulations if you read it all!!
I've considered this journey for quite sometime now. Debating with myself for the past 4 or so years on whether I should give up PMO or not. This is not the first time I've tried. I've deleted my porn folder at least twice before, have installed countless web blockers only to remove them after sometime, and I've also been to seen a psychologist about it. Every time I've gotten so far and then relapsed back into long monthly cycles of daily PMO sessions, rationalising to myself that watching porn is ok and only natural. Even the psych told me this, and discounted the idea of it being an addiction (in hindsight, that was probably one of the worst things for me to hear and a huge waste of money). I'm now, much more enlightened as to what's been going on, and boy is this going to be a long journey when I look at my history. My wake up call was basically when I began to get DE during sex, however I persisted, thinking not too much of it, until I then could not get it up at all. So now I'm in with a new head. Committed to the cause. Don't expect it to be easy, it hasn't already. Ready to prove to myself I can conqueur it and I can win against my own brain by using it against itself.
The Beginnings
I first discovered porn when I was a out 9 or 10. I found some erotic pirate fantasy comics my dad had on a floppy disk on the computer. I couldn't get enough of these. I'd try get on the computer without anyone knowing and just look at these. I never wanked to them though. Once I'd discovered the female body though I was hooked! It became my sole intention around every minute of the day. I'd scour through the TV guide, searching for which programs had an N (nudity) and S(sex scenes) next to them. I'd then plot away at how I'd be able to watch these. This carried on until I was about 11 at which time my cousin introduced me to internet porn. Then things began and really took off.
My use exponentially grew all the way through my teens. So much that it became my comfort thing. I never ended up actually dating any girls through high school (despite numerous showing ridiculous amounts of interest), my default behaviour became to go home and find some porn to wack off to and fantasize about the girl instead of actually chasing her down and asking her out and spending time with her outside of school. Not ever having a girlfriend though, and falling behind in the sexual activity "race" really began to play on my mind, but again instead of pursuing each of these girls I'd resort to porn even more. Even when I decided enough was enough and called up a girl, I felt so awkward about it all and uncomfortable, I then went to porn afterwards, and all I could think about were the porn activities when on a date, ultimately not being the smoothest of dates.
I began working part time jobs, started at university, met all these gorgeous girls through these. Would set up little dates with them, pre-frame myself prior to the dates with a little porn session, fantasizing about how the date would end up, me banging these hotties, being the greatest sex god ever. Well of course I could never play this out in real life! Dates would go great initially, but as soon as it got to getting close and taking the next step, I didn't know how jump to these porn scenes all of a sudden. Real girls weren't as easy as the porn star teens I'd been "learning" from.
Anyway to sum it up, I had become incapable of starting a proper relationship because all I wanted was the porn style sex and but couldn't piece together the steps required in between to get to that. So I continued with my porn relationship. Slowly turning away from my social life and involvement. Week by week, month by month, year by year I gradually became more of a hermit and declining offers to go do things with others, would rock up late to appointments, etc etc., all because I needed to find that perfect fix. I then progressed to camming and becoming infactuated with cam girls because they were "real people". Joining dating/sex sites. Eventually meeting up with people from them for flings, however there was absolutely no emotional connection, and I've come to realise, emotional connection is paramount to good sex.
Now
So I've ended up here, ready to overhaul my wiring once and for all and reboot myself. I have no other option the way I see it. I began 10 days ago on the 31/3/14 and going well. I've been swinging up and down. One day is super easy, then the next, I'm struggling to get my day going and even when I do my head is pounding with plea's to just go have a bat! It infiltrates it's way into whatever I'm doing.
I'm going to go all the way to the end though. I have no idea how long this will be, and I'm sure with my history and early age, it's going to be a while. And an eventful journey only makes for a better destination with memories and stories to tell and reminisce on. My end goal is to create a proper, functioning relationship with someone I actually care about and having better sex.
My Occupying Activities so far....
Teaching more kickboxing classes
Going to the gym more
Running
Retaking up the piano
Post on Reboot Nation
Read about rebooting
Reading in general
Meditation
Practice Karate
Marketing for my business
Well that'll be all for now. I better get to bed so I can wake up and make a start on day 11 to near ever closer to that 2 weeks milestone.
I've considered this journey for quite sometime now. Debating with myself for the past 4 or so years on whether I should give up PMO or not. This is not the first time I've tried. I've deleted my porn folder at least twice before, have installed countless web blockers only to remove them after sometime, and I've also been to seen a psychologist about it. Every time I've gotten so far and then relapsed back into long monthly cycles of daily PMO sessions, rationalising to myself that watching porn is ok and only natural. Even the psych told me this, and discounted the idea of it being an addiction (in hindsight, that was probably one of the worst things for me to hear and a huge waste of money). I'm now, much more enlightened as to what's been going on, and boy is this going to be a long journey when I look at my history. My wake up call was basically when I began to get DE during sex, however I persisted, thinking not too much of it, until I then could not get it up at all. So now I'm in with a new head. Committed to the cause. Don't expect it to be easy, it hasn't already. Ready to prove to myself I can conqueur it and I can win against my own brain by using it against itself.
The Beginnings
I first discovered porn when I was a out 9 or 10. I found some erotic pirate fantasy comics my dad had on a floppy disk on the computer. I couldn't get enough of these. I'd try get on the computer without anyone knowing and just look at these. I never wanked to them though. Once I'd discovered the female body though I was hooked! It became my sole intention around every minute of the day. I'd scour through the TV guide, searching for which programs had an N (nudity) and S(sex scenes) next to them. I'd then plot away at how I'd be able to watch these. This carried on until I was about 11 at which time my cousin introduced me to internet porn. Then things began and really took off.
My use exponentially grew all the way through my teens. So much that it became my comfort thing. I never ended up actually dating any girls through high school (despite numerous showing ridiculous amounts of interest), my default behaviour became to go home and find some porn to wack off to and fantasize about the girl instead of actually chasing her down and asking her out and spending time with her outside of school. Not ever having a girlfriend though, and falling behind in the sexual activity "race" really began to play on my mind, but again instead of pursuing each of these girls I'd resort to porn even more. Even when I decided enough was enough and called up a girl, I felt so awkward about it all and uncomfortable, I then went to porn afterwards, and all I could think about were the porn activities when on a date, ultimately not being the smoothest of dates.
I began working part time jobs, started at university, met all these gorgeous girls through these. Would set up little dates with them, pre-frame myself prior to the dates with a little porn session, fantasizing about how the date would end up, me banging these hotties, being the greatest sex god ever. Well of course I could never play this out in real life! Dates would go great initially, but as soon as it got to getting close and taking the next step, I didn't know how jump to these porn scenes all of a sudden. Real girls weren't as easy as the porn star teens I'd been "learning" from.
Anyway to sum it up, I had become incapable of starting a proper relationship because all I wanted was the porn style sex and but couldn't piece together the steps required in between to get to that. So I continued with my porn relationship. Slowly turning away from my social life and involvement. Week by week, month by month, year by year I gradually became more of a hermit and declining offers to go do things with others, would rock up late to appointments, etc etc., all because I needed to find that perfect fix. I then progressed to camming and becoming infactuated with cam girls because they were "real people". Joining dating/sex sites. Eventually meeting up with people from them for flings, however there was absolutely no emotional connection, and I've come to realise, emotional connection is paramount to good sex.
Now
So I've ended up here, ready to overhaul my wiring once and for all and reboot myself. I have no other option the way I see it. I began 10 days ago on the 31/3/14 and going well. I've been swinging up and down. One day is super easy, then the next, I'm struggling to get my day going and even when I do my head is pounding with plea's to just go have a bat! It infiltrates it's way into whatever I'm doing.
I'm going to go all the way to the end though. I have no idea how long this will be, and I'm sure with my history and early age, it's going to be a while. And an eventful journey only makes for a better destination with memories and stories to tell and reminisce on. My end goal is to create a proper, functioning relationship with someone I actually care about and having better sex.
My Occupying Activities so far....
Teaching more kickboxing classes
Going to the gym more
Running
Retaking up the piano
Post on Reboot Nation
Read about rebooting
Reading in general
Meditation
Practice Karate
Marketing for my business
Well that'll be all for now. I better get to bed so I can wake up and make a start on day 11 to near ever closer to that 2 weeks milestone.