i think i was a happier person when i let my HS control me
this is more of a rant than anything and i’m sorry for the back to back posts but i just need to scream into the void. i’m already back to the point where im masturbating for several hours a day and constantly sexualizing everything in my mind again. i’ve gone back to porn and i can’t help but think back to when i just let this control me. i feel like i was objectively happier even if i was a worse person. i got more of what i wanted and i enjoyed every second of it. but i consumed me. it was all i was. i drifted from my friends and family, from my interests outside of sex, from everything. but i didn’t care because it felt so good. it got to the point where i was scheduling hookups with people back to back. i hate how much i miss it. and i hate how much i feel like a shell of a person when i let it fester.