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Counseling can be really helpful. I’m trying it out again myself although it’s just once a month.
God blessErik
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@seriousjayThanks Jay! Keep up the good work. We're happy to have you in our community here ? I'd like to hear more about your experiences with living a fulfilling life being single and what your current perspective is on dating.
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@BooksandTrees thanks for your story . Hopefully my living situation improves. I don’t really know what to do about my nightly hot flashes. The dr said try running a fan . Your story sounds nice I’m glad you got better. I think I will join groups with men in them this year.
@Icandothis thank you for your love and support. I’ll keep the Suicide hotline in mind if I need to call someone. ?
@DaBest Thank you for encouraging me to get help. Im glad I saw someone too. I’m feeling better now and I want to better my New Years resolutions. Nofap is difficult but I think it’s good. 10 days is good for me. We can do it.
Day 42 NF 11
journaling on these forums is really an adventure. I didn’t know it could be so nice. I started running a couple days ago. I’m feeling like that’s helping me a lot with my anxiety . I’ll try to keep running. I played some basketball today which is good for me as I’ve been afraid to play sports. Just enjoying some tv and food now. I have some work That I’ll submit later.
God bless
Erik
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On 1/3/2020 at 1:13 PM, Phoenixking said:
Me too! Thanks man! She's taking an improv class soon and will be seeing a type of burnout/life coach too. It's all about baby steps.
Baby steps are good. I’m trying to join some social group too. I was thinking hiking. How’s improv?
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@DaBest hey, thanks for your prayers. I will try to keep my attention on good things as much as possible. Like my next workout and books to read. I got a tip that I was putting my plugs in too deep so I’ll give them another shot. I’m doing okay my dad and mom have been really supportive. Their support helps me a lot. I’ll see about that podcast if I can find it
Day 41 NF 10
I got out of the urgent care. They didn’t make me stay over night. I now know I can make urgent care calls to a therapist if I’m struggling badly. A nice nurse sat with me while I was at the facility . She was really pretty. This made it difficult to continue with the nofapping but I managed. Thank God. And thanks to this site and the people here too. Thank you all.
When I talked to the therapist on duty I realized that one of my main coping mechanisms is to read spiritual books. Things on yoga, mindfulness, Christian faith even Islam. I sort of shunned this interest of mine and kept trying to only read christian books. But maybe I’m like that relative of mine that wrote a book comparing all the religions. I just like learning about them. It makes me feel better.
It’s been hard to find a church. I haven’t felt comfortable anywhere. I was thinking I might read the Quran and give a maschid a shot. I don’t represent a standard member of any religions though as I am. I pray to God, I have a Buddha statue in my room and a cross around my neck. I practice yoga and say namaste to people. It’s one of my New Years resolutions to read books from four different faiths. I don’t much have a word for it and it’s a journey to find a spiritual place where I fit in. I also am weirdly picky and anxious about places and people so that doesn’t help. Ah sorry I’m rambling.
Hopefully I find some kind of religious place to go. Unitarian church didn’t seem too inviting to me and neither did the Buddhist temple even though I just checked out their websites and did a drive by at one. I guess that leaves Islam ?♂️ haha. Or maybe I’ll just stay home and read my books. And I’ll find somewhere that I can socialize like..hiking? I’ll see about trying a hiking meetup in my area. They said it’s good to get sunlight to avoid developing SAD. ? ❤️
God bless
Erik
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Day 40 NF 9
So I kind of been struggling with my sister a lot lately. She plays music till two am sometimes. It’s not too loud but I’m a light sleeper and it keeps me up. My mom and I asked her many times to turn it off but she refuses. Saying things like, “I’ll do what I want I don’t care whatever. I’m not changing.” etc. I got frustrated and yelled at her to shut up. She used the opportunity to threaten to call the police if I didn’t leave her alone.
Im pretty sure I’ve got a lot more sleepless nights ahead of me and I don’t see any way to get her to stop. Now I feel helpless because no amount of asking or yelling has changed her mind. I’ve been having suicidal thoughts for two days since arguing with her they’ve gotten a lot worse. I told someone on my health insurance this and now I’m going to urgent care to see a therapist.
I hope they don’t inject me with something and force me to stay in a psych ward. I got forced into a psych ward once before when I told a person that I felt so bad I could die. Yeah. I hope they don’t put me in a ward again. I hope they just have me talk to someone and go home. I want to go to work tomorrow.
God blessErik
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Thats so great! I’m glad that she’s enjoying those things. I hope everything goes well for you both.
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@BooksandTrees I don’t have any allergies. I like to eat healthy food. No sugar.
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Hello
I can kind of identify with your SO. I sometimes watch Netflix to distract myself from work and am trained in psychology. She sounds like she has anxiety. One of the forms it takes is asking others for confirmation to help soothe the worrying.
Sorry to offer advice on my first post but you can try asking her to do this each morning. And of course, encourage her to meditate too! ☸️
Fill out as a worksheet
Concern:
Evidence for:
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New Thought:
Try to come up with balanced rational thoughts. The goal is realistic thinking not unrealistically positive or negative thinking.
Your meditation practice sounds awesome! And so did the cheesecake. I meditate too it’s really chill and helpful. Keep up the good work.
Erik
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Hey, I’m glad to hear you’re focusing on work even if it means restricting social time . That’ll pare it down to the essentials. Do you meditate daily? I find even ten minutes of seated practice a day helps me with my cravings.
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Hello,
I’m happy to hear you’re not feeling depressed lately. That’s a really good sign that somethings working in your life. That’s also impressive you’ve not eaten out for two weeks . I try to cook some myself. Do you have any easy staple foods to make besides pasta and sandwiches? I’m all ears haha.
Good work getting refunded and posting about your nofap journey. I think I’m going to try the respawn guide this weekend. Did you try it?
God bless you and help you in everything
Erik
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Day 39 NF 8
I didn’t journal on here yesterday and didn’t feel good about it. I felt weaker on my nofap commitment. It was sort of a test and I feel like journaling on here is good for me at least for now.
I get weird limiting “anxiety” for a laundry list of things. I got anxious about writing my story on here and deleted it after like 2000 words too. I added it to my list of things I can’t do ‘Write a memoir’ which is probably twenty things long now. I’m okay with the limitations I have in life, strange as they are. But, I think at some point I’ll have to grow and do some more things. I wonder if getting on more medication can help me. I don’t think anything can.
It’s tough to figure out things I can do with clients when they want me to play board games and watch anime, but I can’t because my anxiety/allergy/disorder.
On the upside I’m working more hours now and I think I found my new favorite show: DCs Legends. It’s so awesome ? ❤️? I really enjoy it a lot. Especially because I’m only able to watch Legends, the flash and supergirl so far. I’m hopeful that I’ll find other shows in the future I’m able to watch.
I don’t want to spoil anything, but the show made me feel like it’s okay that I’m going through a long time without many people in my life. I’ll just keep believing that everything will be okay. Always. I’m grateful I have a show I can watch and some things to do with my time at home . That my mom is here to keep me company and help take care of me. That I have a good job, bosses and home. I’m grateful for gamequitters ?
God Bless
Erik
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@BooksandTrees I hope the client will be okay and we’ll get along. I get something that’s like anxiety from shows especially cartoons. I just feel stressed and can’t sleep well after watching them. Thanks for believing things will work out.
@Icandothis Thank you so much! I’ll check out the psalms 139. I read the proverbs regularly. Thanks for your hopes for me. I think I’m starting to get used to the forums.
God bless and thank you both so much for replyingErik
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You got this! God bless you and help you amen.
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Day 37 NF 6
Im starting to get a little more used to not gaming and working with clients who have autism, adhd and play games. One of my clients is so nice to work with. I have minor anxiety that something will go wrong and mess it up because I’m so happy to work with him. God willing it’ll continue to go well enough ? .
My new client looks like he will be a bit of a handful. He’s kind of aggressive and his previous counselor is leaving him with me for “undisclosed reasons”. I hope he didn’t attack her or something. Anyways I think I’m relatively safe. I’ve a dogged determination to see this job through so short of severe reasons I’ll keep going to work.
I’m trying to find tv shows that I can watch that don’t trigger me. So far only the CWs flash, supergirl and dcs legends have made my list of shows. I experience these as more “light good” shows so they don’t bother me much. I hope I find some other shows I can watch.
Im teetering on the edge of reading the classic spiritual texts of Buddhism and Christianity. I feel like I’m kind of cheating on Jesus to read Buddhist scripture but there really isn’t much else for me to read and I already read the Bible. I kind of want to read something else too.
God bless ❤️
Erik
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Great job taking a walk like that! 7 miles Is a long ways! Now I’m feeling inspired to go for a hike.
Taking some space from mom might be a good idea. I blocked my sister over text for the same reason. She was just stressing me out to talk to over text. We live together though so we still talk in passing. I haven’t told her I blocked her. From here I’m just feeling it out. Maybe you could find some way to get some distance with your mom and feel it out.
You don’t have to cut it off black and white you can take steps into the gray and feel it out. Definitely some space from mom sounds appropriate.
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Hello,
That's some pretty heavy stuff you went through recently with your mom. I can identify with your feelings of hate towards her as I've felt the same way towards my family too. Only after becoming Christian did I forgive and love them enough to talk to them again. I'm sorry things are so rough with her now. You'll get through this. It does sound like there's a lot of ridiculous things she does with the showing up late and everything. It also sounds like she's sort of trying to connect with you even though it's far from a way in which is meeting you where you're at. I hope it all works out. I encourage you to do something to self care, get away from the pain and help you feel better.
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Hello Icandothis,
I can really understand what your process with romantic relationships has been like lately. If I'm understanding you correctly, you idealize your romantic partners. You feel like this time it's meant to be and it's going to work out. We're destined to be together as we are soul mates, twin flames etc. But now you're thinking this isn't realistic. You want to take it one step at a time and make sure that your feelings of deep romantic love for him are well deserved. That you are giving deeply of your heart because it makes sense to based on how your relationship has been every step of the way. Rather than loving deeply just because you're together and you think they're your twin flame. I 100% have gone through and still work on the same cycle of feelings. I used to think every girl I dated was, "meant to be" and "going to last forever." I was sadly mistaken every time. And now I've learned to be realistic and just see where things go. If they're good I'll keep going, but if not I'll evaluate the situation as realistically as I can.
So kudos to you for being more realistic about your love life. It's a big step towards being well balanced in your approach to romance. I can see how you're balancing out your strong romantic side now with your rational side. I could be projectin here, but I think I might be on point at least somewhat. I like your name by the way.
Erik
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Hello,
I'm hoping to write a lot and continue to edit this document, so it's probably longer than most of the other stories on here. All the names are changed for confidentiality purposes.
My name is Erik and I was addicted to gaming on and off for most of my life. Now I’m 31 and I have done a lot to take my life back from addiction. I did the ninety day detox and felt a lot better. But, let’s rewind to where it all started.
One day when I was very young, maybe five years old. My mom dropped me off at our 'cousins' house to be babysat. For a decade I believed they were my real cousins, until I learned that Chinese people just call any family friends cousins and relatives for some reason. That definitely made dating family friends confusing. When I went into the living room where my 'cousins' Kevin and fat fat. Yes, they named my cousin fat fat because he was a chubby baby. He later changed his name to Anthony. They were playing the original Nintendo. I watched as they played a motocross game, jumping over wide gaps and flying high in the air. I wanted to try so badly, I thought I could do better than them with some practice, but they didn't let me play. The two of them hogged it the whole time. Not exactly love at first sight, but it was my first experience with gaming.
Some short time later my parents bought me an SNES. Initially I just sat staring at the thing for weeks. For some reason I was scared to death to try using it. I like to think that my spirit knew deep down that this thing was going to be the death of me. My parents unwittingly bought it for me thinking it was a harmless toy for their beloved child. My Dad would smile and play Super Mario. Encouraging and inviting me to play. In hindsight I always had a big ego thinking I was better than everyone at everything. I was like that with soccer and gaming was no different. I knew I was better than my dad at Super Mario. I guess I just always had an itch to be the best. But, thanks to getting depressed easily I never pursued anything much at all. It was kind of my dad to usher me into gaming and he didn't know any better. Eventually I did play. I beat Super Mario SNES. It was a long and enduring game with lots and lots of trying. I remember stockpiling lives to go play the same level over and again finally beating it then doing it all again! I found my favorite kind of game: Beat Em' Ups or Dungeon Crawlers. I would play through ninja turtles with my dad over and over. Something was so wonderful about having someone tag along for the ride while we hacked through endless mobs of enemies. I liked how easy it was and how you could just zone out in an enjoyable fashion for hours on end. It reminded me of my old fantasy novels I would read. A merry band of heroes meandering through the wilderness hacking down challenge after challenge. Saving beautiful princesses and thwarting dark nemeses. In the real world I started to have a quest to find partner(s) to quest through my games with.
The quest for beat em' up buddies got put on hold when Pokemon came out and my parents bought me a gameboy. They really cared about me a lot and showed it by buying me just about anything I asked for. For better or worse, I was a pretty spoiled kid. I had an army of ninja turtles figurines and was amassing a lot of video games too. I couldn't keep them in good condition for some reason. I remember walking around putting blackberries in my Krang toy's stomach to 'store them for later'. The result was just a berry stained toy. Similarly my game cartridges often didn't work well due to rough inserting and some even had soda stains on them somehow. I remember my first days playing Pokemon. I chose a Charmander for my first Pokemon and learned quickly that I needed a guide to get through the game.
It was so nice sitting around the house not doing much, just plodding along in the Pokémon universe. I felt so at peace...at least for the time being. My mind became so deeply entrenched in the world that I thought it was real. I really thought for a while that I could go somewhere and become a Pokemaster like people go and become a lion tamer. My goal in life was to be a Pokemaster.
I snapped out of the delusion pretty quickly, but this was my first memorable indication that I had schizophrenia. It was a belief in a delusion that wasn't grounded in reality. They got crazier later. I don't know how it happened, but somehow that game got me hooked! I remember getting my Charizard up to a high level and beating the elite four. I thought it was so cool that I had this team of tough Pokemon. That no one inside that little game cartridge could mess with me! I felt powerful, safe and in control. A stark contrast to my real life.
My parents loved and cared about me, this much I know is true to this day. But, they didn't know what the heck was going on with me on the inside. I could see they were stressed. They were under a lot of pressure to work full time, raise my sister and I and to keep up appearances even though their marriage was on the way out. I remember they would have long talks in their room and wouldn't open the door to let me come see them.
The worse things got in our family life and the more I needed someone to talk to. The less available everyone seemed to be. My dad would be watching tv and eating potato chips. My mom would be locked away in her room playing freecell on the computer. A gaming addiction that she would engage in for hours on end. Sometimes when she was really upset she would spend days playing freecell on easy mode. Just clicking the cards away, zoning out, escaping her troubles. I saw the way she played and I wanted to zone out too. To escape the discomfort of life. I still loved my parents flawed as we all were. My dad would teach me sports and coached my soccer team. My mom often told me kind things to make me feel better about myself.
I was a bit of a misguided youth. My father was a self proclaimed atheist despite going to catholic school. And my mother, while catholic, never made it a point to educate me on her religion. As was such, I didn't have a strong set of rules on what was right and wrong. I just lived to have fun and not get in trouble if I could help it. I wanted to be an atheist like my Dad.Despite not having a strong spiritual background something went right because I was always a good child. My teachers were usually praising me as “a good kid”. While this was nice for me. It was much to the chagrin of my younger sister. After I would graduate a teachers class they would meet my sister a year or so later only to find that she was kind of on the rough side by comparison. Comments like, "I don't understand why you're like this, your brother was so good." And, "Kat is not a good child like Erik." Were common from teachers. As I just got by in school, my sister got multiple suspensions for verbal and physical fights with other students. I wasn't perfect, but by comparison I looked like an angel.
From there the systems and computer gaming just kept on rolling. I played and played. I was always an active kid. I played soccer for about ten years from age six to sixteen. I never thought I had a problem with gaming because I was passing my classes and I played sports almost every day. I was even the number one shot-put, discuss and mile runner in my middle school when I was on the track team. I ran a 5:25 mile at age thirteen.
At age sixteen I was a heavy drinker and a drinking friend introduced me to pot. We smoked out of a tinfoil and plastic water bottle. It was probably brain damage central. Within a month I was addicted and smoking everyday. I started dealing it to smoke more and met a friend named Bert. Bert lured me into his lair. A room in his parents house with its own bathroom. Quiet and private enough to stay up late and smoke pot outside when his folks were asleep. I spent many nights getting drunk and high with Bert sleeping in his guest room. He was nice to me. He shared his substances with me and showed me all his interesting games and movies. He was a history buff which was wasted on me because I always glossed over in history class. I remember being impressed that he would update articles on Wikipedia for historical accuracy.
Sadly I got sucked in deeper into the rabbits hole of substances and gaming. I would spend all my time drunk and high. Playing games often. My old friends tried to bring me back into our old groups ways of drinking and partying. But I had become a substance abusing recluse. I lost my girlfriend at the time because she said I became absent once I started smoking. She said our relationship was influential and later developed a heroine oxy and meth habit . It was scary for me to see but strangely enough she still had her life together better than I did. I always apologized to her for not being a better boyfriend but she forgave me. She called me a bad name here or there that cut me deep and I forgive her too.For the next eleven years. From sixteen to twenty seven my main objective was to smoke pot and play video games. By the grace of God I managed to get my bachelors in psychology with a 3.0 thanks to some brief periods of sobriety and effort. I learned how to lift weights from a housemate. I also learned yoga from studio practice. Other than that I pretty much lagged behind socially and in my career because I was always hiding in a room high with my games.
I would smoke maybe ten times a day and play Warcraft three games for hours. I didn’t get competitive I just liked to zone out : I played anything that could resemble games where you didn’t need too much effort to play along. It was mind numbing. Sometimes I felt like I was just waiting to die throughout my twenties. The supposed prime of your life.
I also remember feeling like I wasn’t sound mentally and wanted to be sedated or lobotomized. Obviously the latter would’ve been a bad call. My schizophrenia developed more in grad school as I continued using marijuana and alcohol. Also I was in a weird environment where everyone was kind of cult like about the school.
I briefly tried to be a chiropractor for a quarter then dropped out. With huge resentments towards my family I refused to go home. I was looking at a website for homeless shelters and packing my things. Wondering what I would do next. A friend called me and had me over for dinner. One of my old friends from grad school invited me to stay at his place.
I thought things were going to turn around there. I was going to yoga, applying for jobs, re enrolling in grad school and staying sober. But staying with him wasn’t in the cards for me. Perhaps a mistake, but seeing how things worked out maybe it was meant to be. Walking in the park I stumbled into what would be my odd way out. I called a rehab center asking for help with addiction. They were a shady business that proceeded to dupe me into going to rehab. I flew from California to Florida rehab thinking I was “going on vacation.” Once I got there they took my keys, phone and wallet. Then left me in a little apartment with people withdrawing from heroine and meth. It was messed up and people were acting crazy. It reminded me of high school summer camp except everyone was a bit older. I was a little older than most there. And I wasn’t coming off hard drugs. So it was hard to connect with people there. I mostly stayed in, got diagnosed with schizophrenia and deported to a rehab for crazier people.
It was a more messed up place in many ways. Although the clients weren’t all relapsing and having sex with each other like at the old one. The old place even had a client dealing heroine out of the rehab to other rehab members.
The new place did their best to confine us to the rehab center so they could milk our insurance companies for money. I got diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder and was heavily medicated. I’m still on risperdal and might want to get on some other meds too once my insurance comes back online. I didn’t socialize at the rehab much, I went from chess to playing games on my phone all the time. I was so doped up on meds I didn’t really need socializing to keep my mind working well enough . It was kind of a double edge. I didn’t need people to stay sane as much and I used that to recluse and game once again. I had crushes on two girls at the center but neither one really looked my way. One girl flirted with me but I didn’t know how to respond and didn’t end up talking to her. I didn’t want to break the rules of the rehab and get kicked out. You couldn’t date within the place. One guy even got sent to jail for making out with a seventeen year old.
I moved out of the rehab and stayed in an apartment for a year . I went to church for the first time in my life. I was a pretty solid member for a year. I remember feeling the Holy Spirit in me like a warm white light. I felt myself filled with love for everyone and did what I could to help others seek the love of God. But it was short lived. After going to church all the time I realized I wasn’t doing anything for my career in the past year and I had a bad back from driving to church events all the time and not exercising. I stopped going, but didn’t really get it together otherwise.
I started playing league of legends and worked full time as a data entry clerk. I told my coworkers I was a “gamer”. Soon I felt disgusted with my lifestyle. I had fallen out of the rich church life I was a part of and gamed all day and night. I wanted a change. Just as I was decided to start turning my life back around in Florida a big storm was going to hit. I got scared and decided to move back to Virginia with my mom. It was sad to leave all my church friends from FL. My one desire as I left was to have loved them more. To put all the pettiness of life behind me and be there with those people.
At my moms I was depressed and suicidal. Gaming was on and off then. I went back to California to finish my MA in psychology. After two and a half years of sobriety I moved in next door to an “old friend”. A marijuana dealer, partier and hard drug user. I relapsed within a month. For the next year or so I barely scraped by in school and work while being high on marijuana. I smoked and played LoL again. I thought I was okay at times, but eventually I realized that the drug use was exacerbating my schizophrenia. So on sept 2 2019 I stopped using substances and moved back to my moms to get away from the drug use. I’ve been clean since then.
Now at my moms this past year and three months I’ve slowly been getting it together. I got a job as a counselor and have been grinding up hours bit by bit. I thought it would be so great to play games with my clients and watch anime. The more I played and watched though. The worse my mental health became.
One day I went to my therapy group and a member, for the fourth week in a row, was saying, “I play Everquest eight hours at a time. I don’t want to stop even though maybe it’s a problem.” Etc. I just thought, I don’t ever want to be like that, maybe I have a problem.
So I went home and found the gamequitters test. I answered yes to all the questions which pinned me as a gaming addict. I tried to quit and felt good for a week or so. Then I relapsed playing dragons crown with my client. It felt nice for a moment to be this big knight with a shield protecting my client and bashing the baddies again. But when I went to pray I knelt there. Mind reeling with thoughts of gaming and I knew then I couldn’t control thinking about gaming. Even just thirty minutes had me completely obsessed again. I felt I had no dignity or self respect when I played. I felt less than human. I prayed to God for help and knelt there feeling completely helpless. I felt that I had absolutely no hope of overcoming gaming addiction and that I would be miserably addicted to playing video games for the rest of my life.
Then I reached for my phone. I remembered the game quitters test I took weeks ago and went to their website. On the site I just read Cams short story on the homepage. Kneeling there reading the gamequitters site I was flooded with a feeling I never had before. It was a confidence that I could quit gaming. I never liked forums or websites and tried to spend all my time reading books instead. But seeing as this was the first time in my life that I felt I could quit gaming I decided to give the site a try.
I read an article on doing a ninety day detox to reset my brain to how it was before gaming. After ninety days where I would watch gamequitters videos and read articles to stay motivated I felt so much better. I was more clear headed and felt embodied in the present moment. I was being called on in therapy group to encourage our gaming member to stop gaming like I had. I felt committed to quit gaming for life.
But then I thought about the article. How it said, you can give moderation a try after ninety days. So I tried it. And I felt awful. I could feel the symptoms of my mental disorders coming on. Paranoia and fear that others were against me. Depression, anxiety and restless sleep. After gaming under an hour a day for a few days I was done. I made a gamequitters account and started posting to the forums. Now I’m at thirty something days and am continuing to stay off games. Follow me on my thread here for daily posts. Stay strong and game quit on.
God bless ❤️
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Day 36 NF 5
hoo just living the life. I got completely off dating apps just now . I’ve been feeling better since I disabled my accounts. For some reason they caused me stress and hurt my self esteem. So as long as I can see a doctor about my sleep disturbance and figure that out I’ll be looking pretty good.
I have too much anxiety or whatever to do a lot of things. This means I spend a lot of time just reading or watching tv. I sing a little but I feel like I’m just too wiped out for it most of the time . I am able to go lift at the gym 3-4 times a week so that’s good . ?
God bless
Erik
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Hey, sounds like you’re doing good with your exercise routine. I hope things workout with your nofap. I play board games with my clients sometimes. I don’t consider that much to be gaming, but I also try not to spend much time on board games too. I wouldn’t consider chess gaming especially if it’s on a board in person. Still I wouldn’t be trying to play it either. Especially if it’s triggering for you
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Gym prayer and meditation are going well. I think singing might continue for me and idk about yoga right now I’ve just been too spent from the workouts to do much
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Day 35 NF Day 3
Yes! NOfap is going well! I started taking extra time after I pray to just sit there in the Gods presence. I think it’s helping me a lot with nofap. My new client is also adhd with autism and a gamer. Hopefully he learns to not offer me games. Today he asked me to play LEGO marvel with him. I stared at the controller thinking......for many people it’s fine . But when I play video games I go crazy.
I felt able to not play and like I’m doing the right thing. Happy to be on here posting ?
God bless you
Erik
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No pm Day 2
I’m grateful for my mom.
Ive been feeling all messed up and depressed and anxious since I stopped going to therapy. My health insurance ran out, but I’ll be back in business in January . Till then I’m trying to read the Bible more again. I kind of stopped reading after I finished it through and got a headache from reading so much bible. I think it’s fine now and I hope to see my mind get more clear and stable from reading it moderately again.
God bless you,Erik
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Sounds like it's been awesome for you. Maybe I will sometime.