The porn addict
As a teenager in the 1960s, I was part of the generation who considered masturbating and pornography a harmless outlet. These days, I see them as anything but.
During my last relationship, I would get up at 5am, head downstairs and masturbate for hours using internet porn. My partner must have figured out what I was doing but didn’t say anything, despite the fact that real sex between us had become an increasingly rare activity. She wanted sex but I couldn’t be aroused by her; I was too preoccupied with the women online. Even as the relationship crumbled, I refused to recognise this as a problem.
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