I've wanted to get this off my chest for such a long time but a life changing event had to occur for me to realize that the path I was on was not normal.
I grew up in Eastern Europe where in the 80s pornography was not attainable, except for the few that could travel to the West. My first experience with pornography must have been at about age ten when an older kid that came to visit his grandma in my town showed me Swedish hardcore porn. I was always a naive kid who believed in Santa Clause so when I first saw the magazine, it was a shock. My mind struggled to interpret the pictures I was seeing. Of course, I believed that that the Swedish women were very beautiful, but I didn't know what to make of the act. I had no emotional reaction to it, my mind had no negative or positive reaction. After that, I didn't see another magazine or look at porn until 1994 when I moved to the United States. I remember going to the grocery store and walking by a video store. Of course, as a teenager my hormones were raging. I lacked social skills, I didn't know English so it was difficult to approach girl, to have a normal relationship with. So with my heart racing 100 miles an hour I went to the adult section and rented my first adult movie. When I first watched it, again I had mixed emotions just like in 1986 when I looked at the Swedish magazine. But this time, I just seemed to look at the women as objects. Everything seemed so "impersonal". There was no emotion and of course there was definitely not love between the partners. It was in those three years between 18 and 21 that my mind of a porn addict was molded. Once I saw that movie, the addiction began. It wasn't that I wanted to see the same act over and over again, it was that I wanted to see different characters. It filled a void in my life, the void of awkwardness around girls and fear or rejection. The women in the porno movies couldn't reject me, they couldn't say no, I won't let you see me naked. It gave me a weird sense of power, to feed my ego. So since 1994 until this year, 15 years of addiction.
I'm 34 now, unmarried with two failed long term relationships since 2001. The first girlfriend didn't care that I watched porn because I was taking of her needs. But the second one, the one I intended to marry felt completely betrayed by me looking at porn. After 15 years of addiction, it took that look of betrayal on her face, on her angel face to realize that I was hurting her and our relationship. So here I am, having lost my girlfriend not only from watching porn but also from talking about sex with other girls on chat sites. It was an addiction to the high of casual sex fantasies that I wanted to live but because I loved her, I never went through with.
I'm quitting cold turkey and it's been two weeks since I haven't looked at porn. I realize that not only was it an addiction, but also an obsession. I was obsessed with power, with performing better than the guys in the porno movies. A competition you could say. Even now, everytime I think that my ex-gf could be intimate with another man sends me into panick attacks. So my addiction has led to sexual obsessions. I never want to look at porn again but I can feel my brain starving of those "feel good" chemicals that were released when I looked at porn. I think losing someone I loved very much because of this addiction is helping me because I've realized that I will die alone if I continue looking at porn.
































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