Hi everyone. My name is Tom; I'm 30 years old and I've had a pretty major problem with P since I was 14 or so.
I had a pretty sheltered childhood. I was home-schooled up until the tenth grade, when I was entered into public school. At the time that meant that I skipped pretty much all of the SexEd stuff, and my parents were not the sort to tell me about it. Being a teenage boy I obviously had a lot of curiosity, and it didn't take very long for me to hear (from all the other teenage boys) about stuff that was available on the internet. It didn't take long for me to get pulled in. After a while I got caught and grounded, but all that did was force me to learn how to not get caught again.
Reading about how this addiction works, it makes total sense to me. The endless search for novelty, the desensitization, the painful struggle of hypofrontality - for years now I've thought that I lacked sufficient willpower to tear myself away, but it's clear that I didn't leave myself much room. P was a constant, daily presence and the only sexual experience I had for the entirety of my teenage life; I suspect those pathways are burned in pretty deep. I can't even tell you how much this addiction has messed with my brain, because it's been present for my entire adult life - has it contributed to my seemingly high levels of stress? Has it given me some form of ED? Has it hurt my ability to have a healthy relationship with women? I don't know, because I don't really have a "normal" version of me to compare. I do know that the compulsion is strong; it's eating up hours of my time a day, and the endless quest for novelty has led me to some reprehensible subjects.
Fast-forward to now - I'm married, and we just had our first child a few months ago. I need to pull myself out of this rut for them as much as I need to do it for myself. My sex life with my wife has never been what I would call great, and while I can sometimes point to specific instances where my addiction has impacted it (it's hard to get excited about your wife, physically, when you've already M'd 4 times that day), I also can't help but wonder in what ways it might get better if I can distance myself from P dramatically. I've also recently hit the point where I feel like I'm starting to fall towards SOCD, which isn't good. And for my son... I just want him to have a dad who isn't wrestling with this particular demon. I want to be able to focus on what's going on with him instead of trying to figure out in the back of my brain when I can sneak away for my next fix.
So anyway, that's me. I've tried quitting several times before and it's never really stuck. I've tried blocking software, but I work in tech and I always figure out a way around it. I've tried just going cold turkey and willing it to work, but then hypofrontality strikes and I relapse in a bad way. I've even tried leaning on my wife to help me get through it, but the personal guilt I feel makes it really difficult for me to be honest with her when my efforts fail. My hope is that, this time, I can use this community to hold myself accountable and make it actually happen.
My personal best to date has been 10 days. I'm on day 3 of my current attempt, and right now I just want to make it to day 11. I work from home, so I'm alone in my office a lot during the week - my hope right now is that I can channel the urges into doing a little bit of reading, or maybe play a game for a bit (although I want to be careful about replacing P with games, since that's not exactly healthy either). I'll try to document here as time goes on.
I had a pretty sheltered childhood. I was home-schooled up until the tenth grade, when I was entered into public school. At the time that meant that I skipped pretty much all of the SexEd stuff, and my parents were not the sort to tell me about it. Being a teenage boy I obviously had a lot of curiosity, and it didn't take very long for me to hear (from all the other teenage boys) about stuff that was available on the internet. It didn't take long for me to get pulled in. After a while I got caught and grounded, but all that did was force me to learn how to not get caught again.
Reading about how this addiction works, it makes total sense to me. The endless search for novelty, the desensitization, the painful struggle of hypofrontality - for years now I've thought that I lacked sufficient willpower to tear myself away, but it's clear that I didn't leave myself much room. P was a constant, daily presence and the only sexual experience I had for the entirety of my teenage life; I suspect those pathways are burned in pretty deep. I can't even tell you how much this addiction has messed with my brain, because it's been present for my entire adult life - has it contributed to my seemingly high levels of stress? Has it given me some form of ED? Has it hurt my ability to have a healthy relationship with women? I don't know, because I don't really have a "normal" version of me to compare. I do know that the compulsion is strong; it's eating up hours of my time a day, and the endless quest for novelty has led me to some reprehensible subjects.
Fast-forward to now - I'm married, and we just had our first child a few months ago. I need to pull myself out of this rut for them as much as I need to do it for myself. My sex life with my wife has never been what I would call great, and while I can sometimes point to specific instances where my addiction has impacted it (it's hard to get excited about your wife, physically, when you've already M'd 4 times that day), I also can't help but wonder in what ways it might get better if I can distance myself from P dramatically. I've also recently hit the point where I feel like I'm starting to fall towards SOCD, which isn't good. And for my son... I just want him to have a dad who isn't wrestling with this particular demon. I want to be able to focus on what's going on with him instead of trying to figure out in the back of my brain when I can sneak away for my next fix.
So anyway, that's me. I've tried quitting several times before and it's never really stuck. I've tried blocking software, but I work in tech and I always figure out a way around it. I've tried just going cold turkey and willing it to work, but then hypofrontality strikes and I relapse in a bad way. I've even tried leaning on my wife to help me get through it, but the personal guilt I feel makes it really difficult for me to be honest with her when my efforts fail. My hope is that, this time, I can use this community to hold myself accountable and make it actually happen.
My personal best to date has been 10 days. I'm on day 3 of my current attempt, and right now I just want to make it to day 11. I work from home, so I'm alone in my office a lot during the week - my hope right now is that I can channel the urges into doing a little bit of reading, or maybe play a game for a bit (although I want to be careful about replacing P with games, since that's not exactly healthy either). I'll try to document here as time goes on.