Sexual Addiction Reports

[UOnlyLiveOnce]

I never thought I would be doing this honestly in a million years. I'm still somewhat young (30's) consider myself attractive, decent stable job, homeowner, blah blah blah. But over the years I just got burned out by relationships. I feel like most women these days are so full of themselves and with the rise of social media, things have gotten ridiculous as far as dating goes. Its like if the girl is even remotely attractive she gets multiple messages per day from keyboard knights in shining armor saying how beautiful she is and hoping to hang out sometime. I think its blown egos out of proportion and now we as men (at least in my generation) get held to such a high standard that if we don't deliver on the daily, James Bond from Home Depot gets to swoop in because hes been throwing her BS lines for months until she finally decides to give the dog his day. F*ck that. I'm not enslaving myself to that torture. I have way too much self respect.

If I can humble myself for a second, that isn't to say that I shouldn't have a finger pointed at me as well. I feel like sometimes the sexual portion of the relationship takes the drivers seat above everything else for me and when I look for a potential partner, they have to fit my criteria on attractiveness or they are just aren't someone I wish to pursue something with. Can't tell you how many good girls I've shrugged because I just can't picture the thought of seeing myself in bed with them. I like a tight bodied girl with some curves that lets her hair down and knows how to turn me on in the covers. But as mentioned before the effort of keeping someone like that interested is more than a full time job.

Even skipthegames has girls trying to trick so its obvious this isn't avoidable but it is a better option for the most part. Its incredible to see someone you like (after reading reviews here of course) effortlessly getting a number to her and making a plan to meet later that day and it be a guaranteed thing. No more free drinks and dinner dates for girls who won't even so much as give a decent hug at the end of the night. Sure it comes with a higher price tag but I figure one successful STG visit is roughly same damage as 2-3 dinner dates and also has a better guarantee. Of course like everything though. Who knows how long this will accessible before LEO steps in or just becomes diluted with scammers that it becomes not worth the time either.

I can't imagine being a young single guy in the social media and Tindr era. Social media has changed everything and inflated women's egos to disastrous proportions. If you haven't read his books or his blog already, read Rollo Tomassi's stuff. It's more descriptive than a step by step guide.

I'm in my 50's. I don't have the exact requirements that you do, but I not into chicks who are either skinny (slender ok, skinny is not) or more than, say, 20 or 25 lbs overweight. Even those requirements rule out a lot of chicks, though.

[CGuy2537]

I never thought I would be doing this honestly in a million years. I'm still somewhat young (30's) consider myself attractive, decent stable job, homeowner, blah blah blah. But over the years I just got burned out by relationships. I feel like most women these days are so full of themselves and with the rise of social media, things have gotten ridiculous as far as dating goes. Its like if the girl is even remotely attractive she gets multiple messages per day from keyboard knights in shining armor saying how beautiful she is and hoping to hang out sometime. I think its blown egos out of proportion and now we as men (at least in my generation) get held to such a high standard that if we don't deliver on the daily, James Bond from Home Depot gets to swoop in because hes been throwing her BS lines for months until she finally decides to give the dog his day. F*ck that. I'm not enslaving myself to that torture. I have way too much self respect.

If I can humble myself for a second, that isn't to say that I shouldn't have a finger pointed at me as well. I feel like sometimes the sexual portion of the relationship takes the drivers seat above everything else for me and when I look for a potential partner, they have to fit my criteria on attractiveness or they are just aren't someone I wish to pursue something with. Can't tell you how many good girls I've shrugged because I just can't picture the thought of seeing myself in bed with them. I like a tight bodied girl with some curves that lets her hair down and knows how to turn me on in the covers. But as mentioned before the effort of keeping someone like that interested is more than a full time job.

Even skipthegames has girls trying to trick so its obvious this isn't avoidable but it is a better option for the most part. Its incredible to see someone you like (after reading reviews here of course) effortlessly getting a number to her and making a plan to meet later that day and it be a guaranteed thing. No more free drinks and dinner dates for girls who won't even so much as give a decent hug at the end of the night. Sure it comes with a higher price tag but I figure one successful STG visit is roughly same damage as 2-3 dinner dates and also has a better guarantee. Of course like everything though. Who knows how long this will accessible before LEO steps in or just becomes diluted with scammers that it becomes not worth the time either.

[Von1995]

I have likened my cravings to a drink from a poisoned fountain that leaves one eternally thirsty. I drank from the fountain when I was 27 and have never stopped looking for that rush again. Yes, I "quit" too for a while, but now I really I can never do it. Even now, with this epidemic, I know I would not hesitate if there were providers nearby.

The coronavirus situation was never going to seriously affect my personal play time. I don't know which would be worse, giving up my favorite hobby for an extended period or actually getting the coronavirus. Call me stupid, but that's honestly how I feel.

The privileges of working from home and the increased availability among providers made seeing them even easier and more tempting, especially a few months ago when things got really bad.

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[Bozoner]

I find myself bouncing between SEXUAL ADDICTION, WORK ADDICTION, and DEPRESSION.

Normally I'm a sex addict. But then I start falling behind at work and need to quit the hobby for awhile and get back on track. Then I fall into a state of depression. I figure I need to start up the hobby again, and that helps. But then I start falling behind at work. And the cycle continues.

Help.

I have likened my cravings to a drink from a poisoned fountain that leaves one eternally thirsty. I drank from the fountain when I was 27 and have never stopped looking for that rush again. Yes, I "quit" too for a while, but now I really I can never do it. I want it too much, and have risked everything to get it. Even now, with this epidemic, I know I would not hesitate if there were providers nearby. Only my isolation keeps this hunger in check.

[DaveSalem]

I find myself bouncing between SEXUAL ADDICTION, WORK ADDICTION, and DEPRESSION.

Normally I'm a sex addict. But then I start falling behind at work and need to quit the hobby for awhile and get back on track. Then I fall into a state of depression. I figure I need to start up the hobby again, and that helps. But then I start falling behind at work. And the cycle continues.

Help.

I know what you mean. This time around, I've been in the hobby 9 years. I've "quit" a few times, only to be back a few months later. For me, the bigger rush occurs when they're dropping their panties. The sex is a rush too, but not in the same way. But the rush now is more dulled compared to even a few years ago. Even though I've loved shaved snatches and tattoos on the same body for several years, I'm now almost kind of like, "Oh ok, yet another 20-something year old drug addict with tattoos and a shaved snatch," yet I'm compelled to keep coming back.

I've been on hiatus for 2 months now due to COVID. This is the longest I've gone without in a while. I'm probably going to indulge again soon. But I'm not going to "quit" the hobby again because I know I'll just come back shortly after. At this point, I figure I will lose interest in the hobby when I lose interest in it. The timetable for when that occurs doesn't seem like it's really up to me anyway.

[UOnlyLiveOnce]

This post really hit home with me.

I wish I'd known what I was in for when I started with this hobby. Seeing one or two girls a month turned into a year of daily visits and browsing escort sites for hours a day. It was like I discovered paradise and I couldn't help but to devote a significant portion of my day to it. I had an idea that I'd stop at some point and had a few "last girl" moments myself, but I knew deep down it was bullshit.

It was pure bliss initially. I'd always leave fully satisfied and with a smile on my face, but the more active I became the more I needed. I'm never fully satisfied with these women anymore, no matter how well the session goes. If anything I leave depressed knowing I'll have to wait until the next day before I get to do it again. The rush I get from setting up a date that peaks just as I'm walking in their door combined with the sex itself quickly turns into a depressed, low mood that stays with me throughout the day.

I know what you mean. This time around, I've been in the hobby 9 years. I've "quit" a few times, only to be back a few months later. For me, the bigger rush occurs when they're dropping their panties. The sex is a rush too, but not in the same way. But the rush now is more dulled compared to even a few years ago. Even though I've loved shaved snatches and tattoos on the same body for several years, I'm now almost kind of like, "Oh ok, yet another 20-something year old drug addict with tattoos and a shaved snatch," yet I'm compelled to keep coming back.

I've been on hiatus for 2 months now due to COVID. This is the longest I've gone without in a while. I'm probably going to indulge again soon. But I'm not going to "quit" the hobby again because I know I'll just come back shortly after. At this point, I figure I will lose interest in the hobby when I lose interest in it. The timetable for when that occurs doesn't seem like it's really up to me anyway.

[DaveSalem]

I got caught once having an affair and my wife sent me to Sex Addiction therapy.

That was BS. I'll explain.

The therapist just tried to scare me into stopping my behavior. Warned me that I could get diseases from kissing, oral sex, and even protected sex. Warned me about extortion schemes and people that have lost everything. Then she showed me the progression of sex addiction. Porn, to sex, to multiple partners. Yes I had done MFM and FMF, so this was making sense. She said with addiction you're never satisfied and need to keep getting more kinky. She said next would be BSDM. OK Maybe. I was interested in bondage and had experimented some, but nothing more extreme.

But then next she said next would be pedophilia. That's when I left and didn't return. I have kids that I love to death and would never touch them or any others! Never ever ever!

[DaveSalem]

I'm right there with you, and it's so hard to go cold-turkey with sex addiction.

For awhile I was addicted to the Ashley Madison website. When I couldn't find someone locally I would start expanding my search radius, which got impractical to really meet women that far away. But when that dried up I then found the STG website, and then this website. No matter which website, it seems I spend at least 2 hours out of my workday (I work at home), browing for sex, and then many more hours during the work week texting with women and "doing the deed". I risk getting fired one of these days because I'm not getting my work done. Working at home is not helping one bit.

Yes it's an addiction. The best way out would be to level with my wife exactly what I need to be satisified, but that's not going to happen. She's not the type of sex partner I need (hot body, dirty talk, loves to fuck).

Sorry to ramble. Any similar experiences out there?

This post really hit home with me.

I wish I'd known what I was in for when I started with this hobby. Seeing one or two girls a month turned into a year of daily visits and browsing escort sites for hours a day. It was like I discovered paradise and I couldn't help but to devote a significant portion of my day to it. I had an idea that I'd stop at some point and had a few "last girl" moments myself, but I knew deep down it was bullshit.

It was pure bliss initially. I'd always leave fully satisfied and with a smile on my face, but the more active I became the more I needed. I'm never fully satisfied with these women anymore, no matter how well the session goes. If anything I leave depressed knowing I'll have to wait until the next day before I get to do it again. The rush I get from setting up a date that peaks just as I'm walking in their door combined with the sex itself quickly turns into a depressed, low mood that stays with me throughout the day.

[Von1995]

I've been a "monger" for a bit over 10 years. There were periods during those years where I was insanely active. Paying for extras at strip clubs, dating escorts on Craigslist and Backpage, making rounds on the street, just going wherever I could get my nut off. At a certain point in that time I decided to propose to the girl I'd been dating on and off for a few years. I thought that'd be the changing moment. I actually fucked who I'd christened as my "last girl" the morning of the day I proposed. What a fucking joke, thinking I could force myself to change just because I was getting engaged. I've been married for six years now, and it's only been in these last two that I began doing the serious digging required to move the quitting needle in any significant way.

The thought of quitting was always playing silently in the background though. Four years ago, I started dating the girl who gave me my first BBFS experience. I dated her several more times, most times with no cover, and it became the thing I sought out in dates. I got so adept, I could tell from assessing a girl's pics whether or not she'd be likely to let me hit raw, and I was fairly accurate. During that time I had the STD scares (that fortunately turned out to be nothing) and hit a brief phase of deep depression, unbeknownst to my wife. A couple times I just sat in my car and cried before coming home from work. It made me start taking the hard look at myself, though. Who I was, what I thought of myself, and why I was like this.

This post really hit home with me.

I wish I'd known what I was in for when I started with this hobby. Seeing one or two girls a month turned into a year of daily visits and browsing escort sites for hours a day. It was like I discovered paradise and I couldn't help but to devote a significant portion of my day to it. I had an idea that I'd stop at some point and had a few "last girl" moments myself, but I knew deep down it was bullshit.

It was pure bliss initially. I'd always leave fully satisfied and with a smile on my face, but the more active I became the more I needed. I'm never fully satisfied with these women anymore, no matter how well the session goes. If anything I leave depressed knowing I'll have to wait until the next day before I get to do it again. The rush I get from setting up a date that peaks just as I'm walking in their door combined with the sex itself quickly turns into a depressed, low mood that stays with me throughout the day.

[Eyes1515]

Title says it all. PM for details!

[Earl2211]

Well. Its only a problem when it starts negatively impacting your life. Like this lifestyle as a broke as digital nomad isn't ideal.

Could always just actually get good at game and pick up girls, but sex as a service will still always have a place in my heart or pants.

I mean seriously, is it really that bad being addicted to something that feels so good? I actually think people not addicted are missing out LOL.

[Panyapinyaya]

Well. Its only a problem when it starts negatively impacting your life. Like this lifestyle as a broke as digital nomad isn't ideal.

Could always just actually get good at game and pick up girls, but sex as a service will still always have a place in my heart or pants.

[Head First]

I too think I have a problem.

It's only a problem till we find the solution. By admitting here, or anywhere, to us, or to anyone, that we have a problem, we've taken the first step towards a better life. Congrats to you.

Now what? Research is our friend. And persistence. Ask questions. Do some homework. Be careful though as sex addiction has a lot of connotations attached to it. Just a fair warning and not meant to deter you.

Addiction is a mental disease as well as a physical one. Get some professional advice / help. And just as important, get some real life advice / help too.

This is one way to think about it. I've been having a streak of things breaking down lately.

1.) My a / c went out. I'm not a mechanic so I took it to a shop and a couple hrs and a few hundred later, it was blowing cold air again. Problem fixed.

2.) In June it seemed like it rained everyday. One of my sump pumps went out and flooded the basement. I'm not a plumber but I know one so a couple hours and a few hundred later, a new pump was pumping again. Problem fixed.

3.) The ice maker in my freezer stopped spitting out cubes. I'm not an appliance repairman so I called one and a couple hours and a few hundred later, that was working again. Problem fixed.

4.) My lawn mower got a flat tire. So I jacked it up and got it off and took it to the tire repair shop. Couldn't be plugged but he had the same exact replacement I needed and for $30 I was back yo cutting the grass. Problem fixed.

5.) My phone was so old they kicked it off the system. Did some research and found a perfect replacement. Brought it home and my son helped me get it up and running. No problem.

What's my point. Most of us are very good at solving other problems. So why do we fail when it comes to fixing our mind / body. Idk. Maybe because we're reluctant to seek out (mental/medical) help. But we don't think twice about fixing other things that go wrong in our lives. Go figure.

By admitting we have a problem we're taking that first step. Don't be afraid to take that second one. Because every step we take towards the solution is one step further away from the problem.

[Doug Stamper]

I didn't know this exisited and from reding these posts I too think I have a problem.

Welcome Midnight. The thread activity level varies depending on participation. Why not get things going again by describing why you might be a sex addict?