**** is so widespread today and it's no surprise since we live in a *** obsessed generation. *** is all over the place. You see it on the TV screen, hear about it in music, browse through it on the internet. We're brainwashed to think that it's normal to have *** just for fun. No emotional attachment involved. People would betray their boyfriend/girlfriend, husband/wife, all because they crave ***. They don't see the consequences of it. Broken relationships, unwanted pregnancies, STD's, and not to mention your reputation.
Now that's ***, not ****. So where does **** come in? Well, **** is what fuels people's lust for ***. And when I say *** I'm not just talking about sexual intercourse. I'm talking about the fascination with ***.
As a **** addict I see how **** has affected me negatively firsthand. I've wasted countless hours just searching for images that would excite my mind. And after reaching orgasm I'm done. It's what? 4, 5, 6 in the morning. No sleep. I have work in a few hours. I've lost self-control. A slave to my lust.
Of course, there are many times when I've tried to break free before. I tell myself, "Delete all those files you downloaded. Clear your web history. Stay away from the computer"... only to have another relapse.
I can also say that the women I used to look at years ago are ugly compared to the ones I see now. My taste in women have changed or the Devil just tempts me with prettier women as my addiction grows.
It has also affected me when I'm just out in public, say, going to the mall for example. I see a woman and already I've classified her as someone hot or not. Would I "tap" that or would I "pass"? What body parts does she have that look sexually appealing?
I know it's not right and I struggle with that tendency sometimes. I tell myself to look the other way or not in her direction because I feel like a pervert viewing these women as objects rather than people with lives of their own
There's nothing clean about ****ography...
...no matter the degree. Weather it be bikini models to force fantasy **** to whatever other sick degrading material. It will all lead to something worse.
I've had many steps in trying to break free from my addiction. Small steps. And I've stumbled many times. My giant leap would have to begin by trashing this computer.
It's a tough fight.
But I'm not about to lose.
Now that's ***, not ****. So where does **** come in? Well, **** is what fuels people's lust for ***. And when I say *** I'm not just talking about sexual intercourse. I'm talking about the fascination with ***.
As a **** addict I see how **** has affected me negatively firsthand. I've wasted countless hours just searching for images that would excite my mind. And after reaching orgasm I'm done. It's what? 4, 5, 6 in the morning. No sleep. I have work in a few hours. I've lost self-control. A slave to my lust.
Of course, there are many times when I've tried to break free before. I tell myself, "Delete all those files you downloaded. Clear your web history. Stay away from the computer"... only to have another relapse.
I can also say that the women I used to look at years ago are ugly compared to the ones I see now. My taste in women have changed or the Devil just tempts me with prettier women as my addiction grows.
It has also affected me when I'm just out in public, say, going to the mall for example. I see a woman and already I've classified her as someone hot or not. Would I "tap" that or would I "pass"? What body parts does she have that look sexually appealing?
I know it's not right and I struggle with that tendency sometimes. I tell myself to look the other way or not in her direction because I feel like a pervert viewing these women as objects rather than people with lives of their own
There's nothing clean about ****ography...
...no matter the degree. Weather it be bikini models to force fantasy **** to whatever other sick degrading material. It will all lead to something worse.
I've had many steps in trying to break free from my addiction. Small steps. And I've stumbled many times. My giant leap would have to begin by trashing this computer.
It's a tough fight.
But I'm not about to lose.