I guess I should have known that there would be a message board about this topic here. I have talked about it on my network of sites and haven't had a big response, although the page with that carries the information concerning porn on my site is always busy. It tops the charts in my numbers.
I tried to start a support group on Yahoo about this but again, I didn't get many takers. And when I would, they weren't active.
I have to say that for some reason, I clicked on my Dr. Phil newsletter this month, right now instead of half way through the month because I'm always so busy and when I did, I clicked on the message boards link, thinking that I had some things to say about recent shows. I couldn't remember my login. I clicked the link, but still couldn't remember it. So I went to my passwords and saw the registration email but there was no password or user name, just a link. So I clicked it and guess what - somehow I ended up here.
Funny how tuning in on your inner feelings or intuition works. I have a husband who is addicted to porn. It has eaten up my self esteem and buried any sexual feelings I could ever have for him. We don't have sex anymore. It's been at least one year since the last time, but in the past five years we've had sex less than five times. That includes any kind of sex. I just won't do it.
He doesn't seem to care how I feel about it either. He won't stop. So recently, I quit sleeping with him period. I have been sleeping on the couch because when I go to bed, he gets on my computer and starts viewing all these pictures and I wake up and see it and I feel so sick I can't sleep. I've written him letters, talked to him and now told him I won't sleep with him anymore because of what he's doing and how much it upsets me, but he just does it anyway.
We've only been married for twelve years. When I met him I was recovering from a lifetime of domestic violence and abusive relationships. The last thing I wanted was to get involved with an abusive man. He is eleven years older than I am. He didn't seem to have any abusive tendencies so as was my habit, I married him. I needed to be with a man or I couldn't survive. It's the way I was raised and until a few years ago, I thought that's what life was about.
We had many things in common when we met, but I was especially fragile. I didn't know what was happening in reality. We had a decent relationship compared to what I was used to. I had just had a baby and was losing my baby weight and feeling good about myself. I had escaped from domestic violence and had relocated to a new state. I was beginning my life over and I wanted the best for my two youngest kids - a life with no violence. We had what I would call a normal sex life for a few months after we got married. Then things began to change.
He would begin to talk to me during sex and always include having another woman with us, a redhead. A few times at the beginning I thought he was just fantasizing, but this became his obsession. Then it began to be clear to me that he was into certain fetishes that I had known nothing about. He began talking to me about them and the more we had sex - the more empty I began to feel as he talked about things that turned him on - I didn't feel like there was any connection between us anymore.
I didn't know I had Post traumatic stress disorder at that time. This behavior on his part was triggering me into the depths of a deep depression. I was also experiencing night eating syndrome, which was triggered after a lengthy remission I'd been experiencing. I was self medicating with food because there was no alcohol or drugs in our lives - food was my primary agent to self medicate anyway - and he was happy to bring home sweets and sabotage my attempts to stop night eating. (Night eaters eat more than 2/3 of their calories at night and mostly choose white flour/sugar foods to binge on.)
With a full blown case of PTSD, depression and this night eating syndrome, I spent one year in my bedroom and began to gain a huge amount of weight. I kept trying to help myself, but it was so difficult because of my symptoms of PTSD and depression. I was visiting therapists trying to find a good match, and after seeing about 10 different ones that had 10 different answers, about 3 years later I found someone that was experienced and a good match for what I needed. The best I could find in Dayton anyway.
Still his continued porn use before the computer and his endless talking during sex had caused us to go without. We were having a very difficult time because I was so caught up in my mental illness symptoms that I couldn't go to work anymore. I just sat in my room. A friend of mine gave me a computer to try to get me out of my funk. When I found the counselor and received a diagnosis - I got some meds and began going to counseling weekly.
For the first two years of counseling and meds I never got to the issue of my husband's porn habits. I had too much to deal with in my past and myself. I began researching things on the internet and I believed that more than ever I wanted to help others that were going thru the same thing I was. I began designing websites. I taught myself how to use the computer and how to do HTML codes and then how to make my own graphics. I researched everyday mental health, all the anxiety disorders, eating and sleeping disorders and then lifestyle factors.
I began to form a small network of free sites concerning everything I was learning in my research and counseling. Finally, I had come to a point where my counselor couldn't help me anymore. She was just not challenging me enough. I began to challenge myself. So onward and forward I went. I now have a network of 28+ sites. I correspond with hundreds of people who are having the same problems I had and those who are even experiencing different things but need support from someone.
I've helped college students doing their thesis' and high school students doing their reports on mental health and other topics. I've had several support groups on Yahoo groups that I moderate, but still this one problem of my husband and his porn habit haunt me.
I was unfortunate to have broken my leg 5 years ago and it healed badly with over a two year recovery time in a wheel chair. I have gained 100 pounds. All I can do is sit. It's very hard on me. It's harder that I have to sleep on the couch now because my husband has now told me that he could never have sex with me because I've gained so much weight. He hates me sleeping on the couch though, and sometimes I think I am doing it just to get back at him, but really - I can't take waking up to him looking at porn at 3 am in the morning.
He has no intent of quitting this habit. While I feel my life has flourished in so many ways, learning to cope with life in general, stopping the night eating, continuing to fight some very in depth phobias and successfully beating some, I'm still on my meds, but I feel stuck. I don't have a support system for myself. I need it. It's so hard because I don't have friends and family that is close or even supportive if they would talk to me about my problems. They're already wrapped up in theirs.
I've been steadily gaining my power back and even beating the words of my father that have held me back in so many of my attempts to use my God given talents and become the genuine person that I know is there. It's amazing what I've accomplished. I've had to re-parent adult children who have had issues through the domestic violence I experienced throughout my life. We've had many years of talking, debating and healing with each other and raising two younger kids - now both teenagers - trying to use the education I've given myself to do what's right with them.
It's a very painful thing to deal with when your spouse would rather look at pictures of other women's body parts that be intimate with you; it's heart breaking. I will never get married again, should I sometime decide to leave this husband over it. I'm through with that. It's not what I need. I would like to fix what I have, but I have no idea what to do with him. I've tried everything I know about. He knows I will never accept it. Our life together is friendly, but not intimate in anyway.
I choose to do very little with him although we spend lots of time together because he is retired and I don't work. (Well at a paying job at least. I'm always busy, but he says I"m not working to make money so I don't work.) I work hard to make myself better. I am still educating myself daily and writing. I work on the websites and I write. Soon I'm hoping to make some money with my writing. I would also like to start some foundations or charitable organizations which I have worked on some.
What can I do and where is the information concerning this topic? I haven't found much of it. I know that women dealing with this are probably an experiment being performed right now...
Any words of wisdom would be appreciated.
Kathleen