Post by GUEST on Jul 29, 2005 20:49:27 GMT -7
I will admit it, I have a sex addiction problem. There, I said it. First time ever.
I ran into this website while looking for information on how to fight sex addiction...this may be strange coming from a 25-year-old, since most of the topics on this forum seem to come from married men and women. I call myself Isotope here due to a variable in the equation that makes things more complicated...I am deaf.
It started when I was 14 years old, I was completely naive and oblivious to things. Not like I had a choice in the matter...I didn't even know anything about pornography except once when a boy tried to show me a picture of a naked girl in the boys locker room at my high school and I refused to look at it. Being deaf, I'd always been the last one to find out about things. What caused me to refuse to look at the picture at an age when boys have already entered puberty? Let's say I was like a five year old respecting the rules...that's how "naive" I was.
My parents divorced when I was 8 years old. My mother remarried a year later. My step-dad's job requested the family be relocated to Kansas. After moving, away from my friends, everything I knew from childhood, everything just changed. I rarely got to see my dad, and my step-dad (who was temporarily banned from preaching because the church suspected him of having affairs with another woman while still married--that woman being my mother) never really viewed me as one of his "own". He'd not mind playing basketball occassionally, but when his kids came over to visit he looked really happy and took them places. But he never did that with me. My real father then moved to Texas two years later after he remarried.
Therefore, my summers were never engaged with sports because a prerequisite was being in one place the entire summer. I went to many different schools, battling my way through paternalistic and condescending attitudes. So far in life I've been to 13 schools. Not in one place long enough to make friends, largely related to my deafness. Not able to speak clearly for anyone due to inadequate and insufficient training. When you are deaf, you need more time to approach people and know them, especially with the opposite sex.
That's why I call myself Isotope, because I'm far apart from most people. Think what this means. More time to think to myself. More time to be tempted and do something by myself. I have spent weeks never seeing a person's face before. Anyway, let me tell you what happened that got me into sex addiction.
It started when I was 14 years old, when I flew over to see my dad in Texas. Up until this point, in school I had been making straight A's and B's. I was the only deaf in my school and the youngest in my grade. One night, let's say it was 10 pm at my dad's house, I flipped across a channel and without meaning to, saw a naked lady on TV. I was reluctant at first, turned off the tv and went downstairs. However, I'm very good at planning things out without getting caught, and despite not showing others I had an interest beforehand, I came back one evening to see if there were any other channels that had more naked people in it.
I found about three channels that would have naked people late at night. I viewed with fascination and thought to myself, oh crap isn't that the same actor who's in Star Trek: TGN? He's touching a woman's b*****...in respect for the forum, I asteriked that...I honestly found myself angry at this actor...for being in such an enlightening family tv show series and then in a R-rated movie which was centered on sex.
My Christian beliefs were strong at that time, and I had the most beautiful face, so pure and innocent. I thought of God everyday, every single hour. He was my passion.
My dad's family took a trip the following summer to California. Not wanting to be tempted further, upset with myself, I wrote my dad and step-mom a long letter explaining that I had found some channels on the TV upstairs that had naked people on it. I listed all the channels. I did not want to, but my love for God was so strong I'd have done anything. However, my parents did nothing! They said no word to me about what they thought of my letter, and I was too embarrassed to ask them about it. They left the channels on that television. I felt in my heart dark seeds had been planted..seeds that would forever change my life.
I had a girlfriend back in Kansas. What I saw on that television forever changed my life, and I was afraid of her. Kind of ironic how it relates to what happened in the Garden of Eden. Basically that's how it happened to me. My ex-gf was obsessed with me, although quite intelligent herself. She had never known any guy like me. She was a strong Christian, but she called me "so wise" and she had written me a daily journal the entire month I was gone at my dad's that summer. I didn't think of myself that way, but I was terrified coming back...ashamed at what I'd done, because I had a girlfriend. She gave me the journal. In it were her most personal thoughts and dreams, she even wrote about us having children someday in the future.
I turned 15 before I came back and I was weirded out reading that. However, dark seeds already had begun germinating. I would look through every movie my mother's family had while they were gone to see if there was any nudity in them. I found only one, in a movie called Life Force. My step-dad did a good job keeping away all the dirty stuff. Family problems arose. I felt neglected by all of them. I had no father I could really talk to. I had no close friends. I was alone. My grades fell and I failed a class for the first time and I told my counselor I felt myself slipping away into a "dream-like" world. I felt depressed, but didn't tell anyone my secret. I had a fight with my mother, and after I became 16 the next year, I said I would move in with my dad.
In the back of my head, I still remembered the channels. But my face had changed a lot, destroyed by perverse thoughts. I met my dad and step-mother at the airport, and my step-mother said, "What happened to you? Your face looks different!" It had become so startlingly different it almost eludes description. People might not believe me. But I've never seen it happen in other people to this degree, later I saw it in my family videos. It was like my previous life had been moved by a spirit, and you could see it in my face, but then from being transformed so suddenly, it nearly eludes description.
After moving to my dad's house, I got my own room, with my own TV. Since the channels with nudity could not be viewed, instead of using one cable wires I used two and used a binder clip to attach two wires to clear up some static. This shows what lengths I went to to see nudity, and how messed up my mind became. I stayed up until 5am almost every school night watching bad movies, and no one had a clue what I was doing. I always quietly put away the evidence before I got two hours of sleep.
My mind became increasingly confused and I felt a separation from God in my life.
Then it was time for the college years. I went to a prestigious university in the northeast U.S. I had no one to communicate with about my sex addiction...no emotional outlet. I stayed up almost every night viewing porn after my roommate had gone to sleep, because I had arranged my bed so that it would be like a bunk bed on top but my computer would be underneath. Then I could cover the side with a sheet while my roommate slept. I would play a computer game and after my roommate finally fell asleep, then I'd access binary servers and groups for all the porn. No one would even notice. This behavior got me a leave of absence, ruined my chances at this university, and no one could suspect what was wrong with me.
I moved to my mom's house in Kansas. I deceived them and they had no idea because I used a computer game addiction as the perfect guise to hide a dual sex addiction. It only got worse. My old life was long gone, something felt empty in my heart like something pure and innocent had perished long ago.
Such an addiction can mess up one's life. I have not really made any close friends. My education prospectives are skewed. I am at my fifth postsecondary school right now. Those show the examples of what can happen when you have gone in the wrong direction. Remember that I am deaf and I have to face obstacles meeting people, so I spend more time by myself than most people do. But I hope that I find peace with God again one day in spite of what I've done. I have reduced my obsessive behavior to three times a week at most (viewing porn or MB) but I always wish I was not so good at things, because my innovativeness leads into worse things.
I know the body is meant to be a human temple, something treated with great respect; the same applies to the mind. As I was sinking deeper into this addictive behavior when I was about 16, I tried to stop myself one time by thinking, "When you do this, you become woman's worst enemy." The reason behind this statement is because a woman should not be objectified, but seen as something created in God's image. You take away from them something when you objectify them, and that thing is called true love. I once knew true love, but I became twisted.
I am trying to bring God back into my life, in an attempt to fight this addiction. As I am getting stronger everyday, it is becoming less frequent. I would like to have people to talk to here, and now you know my background. I apologize for how long this was. Thank you for reading.
I ran into this website while looking for information on how to fight sex addiction...this may be strange coming from a 25-year-old, since most of the topics on this forum seem to come from married men and women. I call myself Isotope here due to a variable in the equation that makes things more complicated...I am deaf.
It started when I was 14 years old, I was completely naive and oblivious to things. Not like I had a choice in the matter...I didn't even know anything about pornography except once when a boy tried to show me a picture of a naked girl in the boys locker room at my high school and I refused to look at it. Being deaf, I'd always been the last one to find out about things. What caused me to refuse to look at the picture at an age when boys have already entered puberty? Let's say I was like a five year old respecting the rules...that's how "naive" I was.
My parents divorced when I was 8 years old. My mother remarried a year later. My step-dad's job requested the family be relocated to Kansas. After moving, away from my friends, everything I knew from childhood, everything just changed. I rarely got to see my dad, and my step-dad (who was temporarily banned from preaching because the church suspected him of having affairs with another woman while still married--that woman being my mother) never really viewed me as one of his "own". He'd not mind playing basketball occassionally, but when his kids came over to visit he looked really happy and took them places. But he never did that with me. My real father then moved to Texas two years later after he remarried.
Therefore, my summers were never engaged with sports because a prerequisite was being in one place the entire summer. I went to many different schools, battling my way through paternalistic and condescending attitudes. So far in life I've been to 13 schools. Not in one place long enough to make friends, largely related to my deafness. Not able to speak clearly for anyone due to inadequate and insufficient training. When you are deaf, you need more time to approach people and know them, especially with the opposite sex.
That's why I call myself Isotope, because I'm far apart from most people. Think what this means. More time to think to myself. More time to be tempted and do something by myself. I have spent weeks never seeing a person's face before. Anyway, let me tell you what happened that got me into sex addiction.
It started when I was 14 years old, when I flew over to see my dad in Texas. Up until this point, in school I had been making straight A's and B's. I was the only deaf in my school and the youngest in my grade. One night, let's say it was 10 pm at my dad's house, I flipped across a channel and without meaning to, saw a naked lady on TV. I was reluctant at first, turned off the tv and went downstairs. However, I'm very good at planning things out without getting caught, and despite not showing others I had an interest beforehand, I came back one evening to see if there were any other channels that had more naked people in it.
I found about three channels that would have naked people late at night. I viewed with fascination and thought to myself, oh crap isn't that the same actor who's in Star Trek: TGN? He's touching a woman's b*****...in respect for the forum, I asteriked that...I honestly found myself angry at this actor...for being in such an enlightening family tv show series and then in a R-rated movie which was centered on sex.
My Christian beliefs were strong at that time, and I had the most beautiful face, so pure and innocent. I thought of God everyday, every single hour. He was my passion.
My dad's family took a trip the following summer to California. Not wanting to be tempted further, upset with myself, I wrote my dad and step-mom a long letter explaining that I had found some channels on the TV upstairs that had naked people on it. I listed all the channels. I did not want to, but my love for God was so strong I'd have done anything. However, my parents did nothing! They said no word to me about what they thought of my letter, and I was too embarrassed to ask them about it. They left the channels on that television. I felt in my heart dark seeds had been planted..seeds that would forever change my life.
I had a girlfriend back in Kansas. What I saw on that television forever changed my life, and I was afraid of her. Kind of ironic how it relates to what happened in the Garden of Eden. Basically that's how it happened to me. My ex-gf was obsessed with me, although quite intelligent herself. She had never known any guy like me. She was a strong Christian, but she called me "so wise" and she had written me a daily journal the entire month I was gone at my dad's that summer. I didn't think of myself that way, but I was terrified coming back...ashamed at what I'd done, because I had a girlfriend. She gave me the journal. In it were her most personal thoughts and dreams, she even wrote about us having children someday in the future.
I turned 15 before I came back and I was weirded out reading that. However, dark seeds already had begun germinating. I would look through every movie my mother's family had while they were gone to see if there was any nudity in them. I found only one, in a movie called Life Force. My step-dad did a good job keeping away all the dirty stuff. Family problems arose. I felt neglected by all of them. I had no father I could really talk to. I had no close friends. I was alone. My grades fell and I failed a class for the first time and I told my counselor I felt myself slipping away into a "dream-like" world. I felt depressed, but didn't tell anyone my secret. I had a fight with my mother, and after I became 16 the next year, I said I would move in with my dad.
In the back of my head, I still remembered the channels. But my face had changed a lot, destroyed by perverse thoughts. I met my dad and step-mother at the airport, and my step-mother said, "What happened to you? Your face looks different!" It had become so startlingly different it almost eludes description. People might not believe me. But I've never seen it happen in other people to this degree, later I saw it in my family videos. It was like my previous life had been moved by a spirit, and you could see it in my face, but then from being transformed so suddenly, it nearly eludes description.
After moving to my dad's house, I got my own room, with my own TV. Since the channels with nudity could not be viewed, instead of using one cable wires I used two and used a binder clip to attach two wires to clear up some static. This shows what lengths I went to to see nudity, and how messed up my mind became. I stayed up until 5am almost every school night watching bad movies, and no one had a clue what I was doing. I always quietly put away the evidence before I got two hours of sleep.
My mind became increasingly confused and I felt a separation from God in my life.
Then it was time for the college years. I went to a prestigious university in the northeast U.S. I had no one to communicate with about my sex addiction...no emotional outlet. I stayed up almost every night viewing porn after my roommate had gone to sleep, because I had arranged my bed so that it would be like a bunk bed on top but my computer would be underneath. Then I could cover the side with a sheet while my roommate slept. I would play a computer game and after my roommate finally fell asleep, then I'd access binary servers and groups for all the porn. No one would even notice. This behavior got me a leave of absence, ruined my chances at this university, and no one could suspect what was wrong with me.
I moved to my mom's house in Kansas. I deceived them and they had no idea because I used a computer game addiction as the perfect guise to hide a dual sex addiction. It only got worse. My old life was long gone, something felt empty in my heart like something pure and innocent had perished long ago.
Such an addiction can mess up one's life. I have not really made any close friends. My education prospectives are skewed. I am at my fifth postsecondary school right now. Those show the examples of what can happen when you have gone in the wrong direction. Remember that I am deaf and I have to face obstacles meeting people, so I spend more time by myself than most people do. But I hope that I find peace with God again one day in spite of what I've done. I have reduced my obsessive behavior to three times a week at most (viewing porn or MB) but I always wish I was not so good at things, because my innovativeness leads into worse things.
I know the body is meant to be a human temple, something treated with great respect; the same applies to the mind. As I was sinking deeper into this addictive behavior when I was about 16, I tried to stop myself one time by thinking, "When you do this, you become woman's worst enemy." The reason behind this statement is because a woman should not be objectified, but seen as something created in God's image. You take away from them something when you objectify them, and that thing is called true love. I once knew true love, but I became twisted.
I am trying to bring God back into my life, in an attempt to fight this addiction. As I am getting stronger everyday, it is becoming less frequent. I would like to have people to talk to here, and now you know my background. I apologize for how long this was. Thank you for reading.