I am in a bad way with this. Really a mess.
I won't do a full confessional here. It would be enormous.
I will say:
I'm in my 50s. I live in the UK. I have a partner.
I have had trouble regulating my sexual behaviour in a way that has negatively impacted me for as long as I can remember. Really into childhood.
I have had an absolutely compelling fascination with porn/erotic entertainment since I knew it existed.
I have visted sex workers. It's been a compulsion. It always started with obsessive cruising of their websites.
I have engaged in risky behaviours - inviting getting caught I think.
Internet porn is everything to me. I am absolutely terrified of living without it. And absolutely aware that it completely consumes me.
I have a broader issue with being online more generally, and social media in particular. First it was Facebook, which I left in 2016. Then Twitter. Now, it's YouTube. (I work online, from home.)
In the past couple of years I have come to understand that I have (or am, as you prefer) ADHD or ADD. It's possible I'm somewhere quite near "normal" on the autism spectrum too. The ADD though I would say I'm around 99% certain of.
At my age, where I am, and with the resources I can devote to it there's very little chance that I would get a diagnosis. I'm pretty sure the symptoms are the driver of a lot of my problems in life - addiction of various types, depression, anxiety... (I now recognise, for example, rejection sensitivity disphoria as a major issue for me).
This has made "adulting" as they say, a challenge. I'm really not very good at being alive, healthy, and doing the things that someone like me is expected to do. Within a few days of being left on my own I simply start to devolve into... nothingness, a blob that sits in bed with a phone and a tablet. It's not good.
My partner, who is wonderful, quite often travels for her work. At the moment she is away and out of the country for several weeks. I can easily spend 12 hours a day online, sitting starring at this computer using porn and social media. My sexuality now feels completely divorved from anything in the real world. I've also done physical and mental harm to mysef (I've self harmed in various ways since my teenage years) with excessive porn use and masturbation. I really feel broken.
I'm lonely. We moved house 2 years ago - really because I was unable to cope with living in the city any more. I know hardly anyone offline. I find meeting people, making friends, keeping friends... it's all hard.
I hope I'm at a rock bottom with this. I'm so down. I'm so ashamed. I feel so guilty. I'm so tired of all the excuses and all the lies.
I do have some positives:
I'm a recovering alcoholic with coming up to 10 years of sobriety. I have also stopped using drugs (I was at times a compulsive user of most intoxicants, most stubbournly marijuana). I gave up smoking.
Recently I have started to exercise in quite a serious way. I run, play soccer, and do other bits and pieces. I'm probably in the best physical shape of my life. I started this at the same time as giving up twitter. I have stayed off twitter. (It's hard to imagine anything more designed for an ADD brain than twitter.)
I'm trying to meditate and doing OK.
Since understanding myself as having ADD I've started to engage in learning about it. There's sooo much stuff out there, but I do find some useful material.
I am materially quite secure. I have a safe home. I don't need to immediately worry about money. In many ways I'm quite priveliged. None of this has made me happy or well adjusted, but I do know that I am lucky and that not having to worry about immediate concerns like that is a big plus.
Today, I've started cleaning some things up: I have a number of online personas and email addresses... They've all gone.
I set up a new addiction on an app I used to help me off twitter.
So there we are.
I've made so many attempts to give up porn and yet here I am.
I try again, I don't know what else to say.
I did use porn today.
There was no immediate trigger, it's just what I do - was what I did.
To soothe my anxiety and stress I did some press ups.
I'm grateful to be able to see beautiful nature when I look out of my window.
This is day 1.
Thank you,
Owen.
I won't do a full confessional here. It would be enormous.
I will say:
I'm in my 50s. I live in the UK. I have a partner.
I have had trouble regulating my sexual behaviour in a way that has negatively impacted me for as long as I can remember. Really into childhood.
I have had an absolutely compelling fascination with porn/erotic entertainment since I knew it existed.
I have visted sex workers. It's been a compulsion. It always started with obsessive cruising of their websites.
I have engaged in risky behaviours - inviting getting caught I think.
Internet porn is everything to me. I am absolutely terrified of living without it. And absolutely aware that it completely consumes me.
I have a broader issue with being online more generally, and social media in particular. First it was Facebook, which I left in 2016. Then Twitter. Now, it's YouTube. (I work online, from home.)
In the past couple of years I have come to understand that I have (or am, as you prefer) ADHD or ADD. It's possible I'm somewhere quite near "normal" on the autism spectrum too. The ADD though I would say I'm around 99% certain of.
At my age, where I am, and with the resources I can devote to it there's very little chance that I would get a diagnosis. I'm pretty sure the symptoms are the driver of a lot of my problems in life - addiction of various types, depression, anxiety... (I now recognise, for example, rejection sensitivity disphoria as a major issue for me).
This has made "adulting" as they say, a challenge. I'm really not very good at being alive, healthy, and doing the things that someone like me is expected to do. Within a few days of being left on my own I simply start to devolve into... nothingness, a blob that sits in bed with a phone and a tablet. It's not good.
My partner, who is wonderful, quite often travels for her work. At the moment she is away and out of the country for several weeks. I can easily spend 12 hours a day online, sitting starring at this computer using porn and social media. My sexuality now feels completely divorved from anything in the real world. I've also done physical and mental harm to mysef (I've self harmed in various ways since my teenage years) with excessive porn use and masturbation. I really feel broken.
I'm lonely. We moved house 2 years ago - really because I was unable to cope with living in the city any more. I know hardly anyone offline. I find meeting people, making friends, keeping friends... it's all hard.
I hope I'm at a rock bottom with this. I'm so down. I'm so ashamed. I feel so guilty. I'm so tired of all the excuses and all the lies.
I do have some positives:
I'm a recovering alcoholic with coming up to 10 years of sobriety. I have also stopped using drugs (I was at times a compulsive user of most intoxicants, most stubbournly marijuana). I gave up smoking.
Recently I have started to exercise in quite a serious way. I run, play soccer, and do other bits and pieces. I'm probably in the best physical shape of my life. I started this at the same time as giving up twitter. I have stayed off twitter. (It's hard to imagine anything more designed for an ADD brain than twitter.)
I'm trying to meditate and doing OK.
Since understanding myself as having ADD I've started to engage in learning about it. There's sooo much stuff out there, but I do find some useful material.
I am materially quite secure. I have a safe home. I don't need to immediately worry about money. In many ways I'm quite priveliged. None of this has made me happy or well adjusted, but I do know that I am lucky and that not having to worry about immediate concerns like that is a big plus.
Today, I've started cleaning some things up: I have a number of online personas and email addresses... They've all gone.
I set up a new addiction on an app I used to help me off twitter.
So there we are.
I've made so many attempts to give up porn and yet here I am.
I try again, I don't know what else to say.
I did use porn today.
There was no immediate trigger, it's just what I do - was what I did.
To soothe my anxiety and stress I did some press ups.
I'm grateful to be able to see beautiful nature when I look out of my window.
This is day 1.
Thank you,
Owen.
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