Apologies in advance for the length of this post. I hope that some of you will read it and that it will provide me with an entry into what seems to be a very positive place for people like me.
I am 47 years old, I will be 48 next week. To all intents and purposes I lead a happy successful life. I have a wonderful wife, two great kids, a good career, friends, money etc. I appear in public as the model of a solid and responsible husband, father, friend and colleague. The truth, however, is very different. Behind that facade lies a dark world full of lies, secrets and shame. Of behavior that has nearly cost me everything that I should hold dearest in the world. Of a compulsive obsession that has led me to the brink of a complete breakdown, and almost made me take a path from which there could be no hope of return.
All of you here know in general terms what that obsession is. For most of my adult life I have been 'addicted' (I am still not sure that is really the correct term but I struggle to find another one) to seeking out and looking at p, and in conjunction with that I have been since adolescence a compulsive mber. The story is a long and familiar one. Too long and too familiar to most of you I am sure. Lies, deceit, withdrawal from activities...being caught...promising to stop...trying to stop...failing to stop. Rationalizing that it was normal, that my wife didnt understand me, that I needed sexual release and on and on and on.
Until last year, however, the pattern hadnt really changed for 13-14 years. Yes I had risked my job sometimes and yes my marriage was suffering but I had kept this (in my mind) under control and I thought it actually helped me deal with stress and so on. Yes I had spent money on it, but I could afford it, and so it really wasnt a problem. That all changed when I discovered sexcams. I was like an alcoholic who all his life went into bars where they only served beer, and then one day walked into a bar where they served scotch. One taste and boom. I was totally and completely hooked. Here was a place full of people like me, reinforcing that this was not only ok but great fun. A 'community'. Here were women who were live and in person and they loved this too. I went from being a 'stable' pa and compulsive mb into what i consider a virtual 'sa'.
I had virtual sex with many women, I spent thousands of dollars, I withdraw almost completely from my other life. I came up with any excuse to avoid doing things. It took over my existence almost completely. Then the inevitable happened. I became obsessed with one of the models. I bought her gifts, sent her money (again thousands of dollars), sexchatted with her at work, at home, in my car......and then made plans to meet her.
My wife became increasingly suspicious and eventually started looking into things. She found hundreds of text messages, and a couple of incriminating e-mails. By now of course, trying to manage all the chat accounts, credit cards, phone bills and keep everything hidden was almost impossible. If I wasnt online looking at p I was obsessing about being discovered. She confronted me and I lied. I told her yes I had met a 'friend' on the internet but that was all it was and I promised I would end it. I cancelled the 'business' trip and that was that. But of course it wasnt. I was still doing p and I reconnected with the woman and made new plans to meet her at a different time.
My wife remained suspicious and then this past Monday, a day that changed my life forever, I got careless for the last time. I left my secret gmail account open on the computer and she saw it. Not everything but enough.
It took me a little while but then I knew I had to confess everything and so I did. The truth about p, mb, sexcams, this woman.....on and on and on. This week has been the hardest of my life and I am on here to ask for your help and support in helping me recover from this. I also hope that maybe in time I can serve as an example to the younger pa's on here about where this can lead you...how it can erode your conscience, your very essence until you dont really know who you are anymore.
I have made a commitment to myself and my wife that I will beat this and be the husband she deserves. I know it will be difficult but I am committed to doing it. She has been nothing but supportive (and she has already joined this forum) and I consider myself blessed that she is still with me. I started counselling this week, although I dont know really what kind of therapy to get. We have talked about all these painful things openly and honestly. Together we put internet filters on all the computers at home last night, it was a surprisingly powerful experience.
I do not feel the euphoria that some describe after making the pledge to quit. I am wracked with guilt and remorse and I cant sleep or function properly at all. I hope that will start to recede at some point.
I guess that is about all for now. If you have read this far thank you....posting this is really more about me getting this out at this point than asking for any specific help or advice.
































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