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Abe_13
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This is my first post to this site. I am a male in my late 40s, married with children. I have used PMO for 35 years. I first sought outside help about 20 years ago and have worked on and off to find a solution to my addiction since then. I have learned a lot of tools and my use of PMO has decreased significantly, but I always seem to come back to it. Long term sobriety is not something I have achieved, Sometimes it can be weeks, sometimes many months, but the powerful need to use PMO always seems to be waiting in the back of my mind. One scary thing is that when I slip, I tend to binge and feel awful. I worry that one of these times I may not recover from a slip or a binge will do serious damage to me and my loved ones. As many times as PMO has made me feel awful, my mind always seems to convince me that "his time will be different".
I think I am healthier than I was 20 years ago, I have more tools that I use, and age has taken some of the pure physical desire away. But as I have found more tools, access to P has gotten so much easier and so integrated into my life (computers, smart phones, ipads, etc.) The hardest tool for me to use has always been connecting with others about my problem, so I am moving toward connecting with a community by staring this journal.
My goal is to eliminate PMO from my life. I am halfway through my life (if I am lucky) and I am tired of living under the dark, powerful control of this addiction. I have a great life and have gained wisdom in many ways and yet I continue to make myself miserable with the false promises of PMO. I want to have a healthy life structure and the abilities to cope with the ongoing call of PMO.
My biggest sticking point is trying to do it alone. When I have been honest about my problems and connected with other people are the times I have had the most successful sobriety. I fight anxiety and depression, and continue to fall for the false promise that PMO will help, when it always eventually makes things worse. My immediate sticking point, even as I write this, is that I am still not 100% committed to quitting. I am afraid of the pain of withdrawal and fear I cannot survive or feel good without PMO (intellectually I know this is not the case, but this addiction is stronger than intellect).
There is more I could write, but I just want to post this before I change my mind. Hopefully, I will continue checking in with my story and reading the comments and stories of others.
I think I am healthier than I was 20 years ago, I have more tools that I use, and age has taken some of the pure physical desire away. But as I have found more tools, access to P has gotten so much easier and so integrated into my life (computers, smart phones, ipads, etc.) The hardest tool for me to use has always been connecting with others about my problem, so I am moving toward connecting with a community by staring this journal.
My goal is to eliminate PMO from my life. I am halfway through my life (if I am lucky) and I am tired of living under the dark, powerful control of this addiction. I have a great life and have gained wisdom in many ways and yet I continue to make myself miserable with the false promises of PMO. I want to have a healthy life structure and the abilities to cope with the ongoing call of PMO.
My biggest sticking point is trying to do it alone. When I have been honest about my problems and connected with other people are the times I have had the most successful sobriety. I fight anxiety and depression, and continue to fall for the false promise that PMO will help, when it always eventually makes things worse. My immediate sticking point, even as I write this, is that I am still not 100% committed to quitting. I am afraid of the pain of withdrawal and fear I cannot survive or feel good without PMO (intellectually I know this is not the case, but this addiction is stronger than intellect).
There is more I could write, but I just want to post this before I change my mind. Hopefully, I will continue checking in with my story and reading the comments and stories of others.