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I am going to post something very embarrassing now so please don't get too agitated over it.
My self hatred finally ticked. I mean literally. The thing I am going to describe wasn't present (roughly saying) yesterday and is present now.
I can't fantasize about fap content anymore. My career, as any other, had begun with porn. Then at some point I stopped watching it because it fried my brain with no reward. Then I lapsed into the realm of fantasy and I was blessed. It was vivid, fulfilling and generally satisfied all my needs.
Some time ago I fell into a very bad mental state, couldn't concentrate on fantasies and revisited porn, got disappointed all over again, because most of it is just shit that only looks appealing as long as the evil libido mangles your perception. Then everything returned to normal and now...
I'll tell you the brief story of it. My fantasies begun with acts of "voluntary" coercion. That is, any given anime girl I am currently attracted to would be placed in a circumstances where she has to do it if she wants to get what she wants, but she isn't forced. She's free to tell me to fuck off and go pursue something else. Silly me thought it was a good compromise, since I don't really "rape" anyone, because it's their conscious choice.
Not so much. It quickly escalated. Mixed with my general disparaging attitude towards the world, the (rather schizophrenic, if you take my meaning) realization begun to grow in me, that in reality I would be just told to fuck off. Literally I do not posses the qualities to coerce anyone into anything. It ticked. I begun fantasizing about rape, now literally. The pretext is as obvious as it gets. The girl is kidnapped, then told to do what she's told or be put through misery. I still refused to apply any violence, coercion was purely psychological. After some time she would be released. It was good and satisfying, for some time at least.
Then moral concerns surfaced. It's not like I care about what they feel, but rather what it means for me and my mental health. I was going down a psychopathic road and was showing signs of obsession with women (doesn't matter that they're 2D, psychologically it's still the same thing). It was contrary to my values and allowing women to live rent free in my head wasn't something I was willing to put up with. I had to abandon even my fantasies.
And now, my self hatred ticked. Or backfired. Or whatever its name is. I can't fantasize at all. If it's about a voluntary act, I immediately get flooded by images of how I would be ridiculed or beaten or whatnot and it is an instant turn off. And I can't do anything about it, because it is the realistic view of what would happen in reality considering what I am and how large is the gap between what I want and what I can. If it is not voluntary, it goes against my values, because I can't allow myself to be subjected by sexual drive like some stupid animal.
The result? I can't get any satisfaction from fap. I hate porn and I have nothing to resort to. Some based anons recommend doujins, but it's essentially porn, hentai, whatever. It's all the same thing. It's not what I want. It's not how I see it. It's not how I like it.
This is an insidious trap I fell into and it just registered with me that my mental health took another visible and tangible step down. Intrusive thoughts are real, very real. I wish you never have to experience anything like this shit. I always thought of my mind as of the last safe space I can go to in case on the most grievous emergency, but not so much. My mind is just as hostile towards me as anything else. I feel like sitting on needles. It makes me go crazy
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