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groggog wrote
It's not a particular tist, but a general addiction. I'm in a weird place because hypnosis doesn't really work as intended on me, and I keep chasing after someone who I think will work. The usual cycle is, find someone, listen to their work, download more of their files, then run into a brick wall when I realize that yet again nothing can come of it. In the rare cases I managed to work up the nerve to contact someone, I've managed to repulse them, and even if I didn't I can't afford to pay large sums of money for something indefinite. I suppose it is more a matter of looking for affection in the wrong places.
Maybe over time I absorbed some of the content, but to some degree it was present before I started listening. For a while I thought it was levelling out some of the more obnoxious ways I acted out, but I've been spending way too much time going through this cycle, hopping from dom to dom but never getting anywhere.
I know this sounds a lot like trolling for attention but it is what runs through my head.
I have been trying to quit cold turkey for a while and focus on other things in my life, and right now I haven't spent that much money on the stuff. I can cut that out easily enough. It's more the boom-bust cycle, and the unhealthy attraction to things I know will lead nowhere.
I think what many people don't realise...is the role that dopamine may play for some subjects, when watching EH videos or listening to erotic hypnosis mp3s.
Professional intervention will only mean coerced hospitalization and my life spent rotting in a nursing home, at best. I've seen the worse-case outcomes too, poor fools thinking they would be helped and wind up thrown in the streets or prison.
groggog wrote
I'm glad you're getting something out of it.
I literally have no life now... just a few online games that are winding down, and living at home trying to take care of my mother. I think she has an idea of what I get up to, but is polite enough not to say anything.
I'd be doing better now if there were something to do, but with all paths blocked off this is all that remains.
groggog wrote
Well, now I can't even think about this without becoming morbidly depressed... even as a fantasy.
I'm moving towards killing off the last vestiges of this stupid, stupid fetish; and along with it, I'm killing off any desire for sex at all. Better to be rid of this nonsense.
I'm trying to go for drugs that are basically a chemical lobotomy. That should kill off what's left. I've already accepted that it's my lot in life to be alone forever.
I hope, and I pray, that others reading this who may be thinking the same things gather the strength to realize that the only thing they're going to find is misery, despair, and venereal disease. It hasn't been easy to destroy it all, but I wish I had done this 20 years ago rather than lose so much of my life to this stupid, useless desire. Now, finally, it is happening, and I will be better for it.
If I could go back, I would tell 13 year old me to self-castrate and don't even look back. Back then, I wasn't so tainted, but I should have known then there was nothing but misery waiting for me. Being told all my life that I'm nothing but a predator and rapist should have been my clue, but I was too stupid and too stubborn to believe it.
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