No.4661
>>4660No, the very first post calling it an issue is about porn:
>>4602I agree that the total anti masturbation/anti sex movement is flat out wrong and ill advised. I think masturbation without visual aid is actually healthy, and it is rather difficult to do that to the level where it really impedes your life. If anything it is much more similar to actual sex in my personal experience.
Being addicted to porn is still a real thing aside from this. I said it before, it is probably possible to keep it at some kind of reasonable level, but if you find it is eating away at you you probably would feel much better if you just kicked it.
No.4979
To reply to the posts above - yes, I meant purely porn as the problem.
Turns out my friend was heavily reliant on drugs at the time. I talked to him in person and decided it is not good to keep him in my life. He is currently in rehab.
I am mentally and physically at my lowest. It seems like I just cannot enjoy life.. cannot find love.. cannot even go outside. And while me being a shutin is relatively a new experience, the other two is something I have been struggling with for as long as I remember.
There are still some people that care about me, but I just don't want anybody to see me like this. I can only turn them down.
No.4980
>>4979>I can only turn them down.If they really care about you, they will be glad to have you explain yourself to them and ask for help or advice.
Being asked for help from a friend feels good, because it signals trust in your experience and exposes their vulnerabilities. Don't hesitate to reach out!
No.5026
I seem to have toned down my porn usage to the point that it does not affect my mental state. Of course, I have been on the drug long enough to wire my brain towards enjoying certain disgusting content, but that is slowly fading back to normal. Porn addiction, while a big problem, was just one of many.
I still have no one to talk to in real life. I can drown out the loneliness by begging for attention on the Internet, but that is pathetic. Yesterday, I turned off all the devices, and the silence was overwhelming. Maybe if I were not that goddamn ugly, I would just go outside, but right now, every look towards me would crush me.
I am full of spite and regrets and its only right that people would leave me. I have never cared for anyone, and people near me were just devices to temporarily fight off being alone. I thought I faked compassion well, but yeah. It was always like this. I cannot be genuinely happy for anyone. I wish everyone the worst and for them to join my misery.
