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This will be my last post and I wanted to explain why. My probation visits have become more relaxed and I felt my officer trusted me enough that I could tell them I was using this forum for support - I actually expected that to be seen as a positive thing. I was wrong and have been instructed not to use this forum any more; that becomes part of my probation terms. The reason given is that I could use it to contact other offenders to arrange, well, nasty stuff. If I don't contact them, they might try to contact me and encourage me to reoffend. No one likes being told what to do and I brought this all on myself, but if the overall aim of the judicial system is to integrate me back into society as a safe and useful citizen then isolating me in this way won't help. I'm also banned from Facebook and thus messenger (it's actually Facebook policy that bans me, though it requires the justice system to inform them - I guess there's no way they can't) I will get past it; my life has changed hugely over the last year. I've lost friends, my job, I'm moving house etc. but I've not viewed porn for over a year and I'm building a new life based around the restrictions imposed on me, I'll be OK. The probation service says they have no problem with me looking at internet porn, but they do have a problem with me seeking the support they are unable to provide. I understand how they got to this position; like so many organisations they need to be seen to be doing something no matter how ineffective it may be, because they know they will be vilified if they put a foot wrong and there's plenty of people who will tell me I don't deserve support anyway. So, I'll continue to read this forum and will post again in 6 and a half years

It seems that you must put some distance between yourself (and children) and this man for safety's sake and a divorce is clearly a sensible option as the other posters here have said. I agree with Josh that involving the police is a huge step and you need to be sure that there is no other option to get the outcomes you want; especially the safety of your daughter. But I would just add this; few are beyond redemption. Right now you need to feel safe and separation seems pretty much unavoidable, possibly for many years. But if your husband genuinely seeks change, there may come a time (years hence) when he can take some part in the life of you and your children; the man you loved, married and had a child with is still in there somewhere. That said, the well-being of yourself and children must come first and building a life without your husband seems to be your priority now.

Hi Kate - it's good to hear you and your husband are finding ways to move forward. I thought I'd comment on my experience with e-mail/websites as a (currently) former addict. The internet is a tangled web of data and algorithms beavering away night and day doing stuff that will use all sorts of tricks to grab a user's attention. This can include stuff like mailing you as if someone on some site is interested in you or telling you that you have just been give free membership of this, that or the other. I'm still trying to break away completely from this stuff a year after I began to try extracting myself from it. My partner was a keen researcher of my doings on the web and found profiles for me on dating sites that I'd never heard of and never joined (as well as those I had). We came to the conclusion that some of these were cloned accounts and I still get the occasional e-mail telling me someone is interested me on NaughtyGrannies.com or some other such site. How such addresses might end up in someone's google contacts is a technical question I can't answer, but stuff does seem to get everywhere once you show an interest in it so I'd try to give him the benefit of the doubt on that one.

Just to add a little anecdotal encouragement. When my ex-partner heard that I'd hit rock bottom with my porn addiction (it involved criminal charges) she contacted me and offered practical support which helped hugely with the legal process. Once that was over we rekindled our relationship and I am currently moving house to be closer to her because she wants me to. It wasn't easy for her to support me, not easy at all. She was full of self-doubt and all, and I mean all, the support groups and help lines she went to basically said, 'men like him never change, leave him and we'll help you build a new life'. It's now a year since I last looked at porn. Because of the offence, my life has changed in many ways, but the re-building of this relationship has brought us closer together than we ever were in its previous incarnation.

Just to be clear, DM, I felt the need (in me) very much at that moment, so much so it was quite a shock. Once I got over that it wasn't too difficult to create a story in my head that ended with me back in the cells. I hate even thinking about that and try to use it as a deterrent in self-talk as little as possible, but it was clearly time for The Big Guns.

I had a twinge the other day. I've been completely off all porn for about 9 months now and not had a problem, no temptation to go back exploring the likes of xhamster etc. but the addictive me is still there. I was looking through YouTube for various sounds to get me to sleep - I like rain and sea sounds - when I can upon a thread of files that were about popping and small sounds to be played in headphones to get a very close-up effect. While none of these are specifically sexual, it's clear that little imagination would be required to make them an aid to masturbation; the accompanying pictures confirmed that this was what they were really for. Addictive me was immediately awake and wanting to try a few out. While there might be no harm in this for the casual wanker, I know that I need to keep off any kind of artificial aids, especially web-based, as they could lead me back to bad places. I suppose I was just shocked to find that addictive me is still there and that he is capable of grabbing anything that could lead him back to porn.

Just a small point really: You will find a lot of advice on line and elsewhere about how you should react to this situation. My partner is currently doing the same and, while you'll find serious and detached expertise like Joshua, a lot of these support groups start from the point of view that you should end the relationship before anything else. You may need to search quite hard to find support if you want to stay with him. My partner now has two good sources of support, both of which at least accept the idea that the relationship can continue. One is face to face, the other is by phone; the internet doesn't hold all the answers.

It's coming up on two months since I was sentenced and it's 8 months since I last looked at any porn. I'm not recommending getting arrested and having your life turned upside down as a strategy for kicking the addiction, but it might help some readers here, especially if they have strayed into illegal images, to have a think about what that would be like. I'm well into my community payback (unpaid work) now; clearing graveyards, tidying up parks and so on. It's been a shock to my 60+ year old system, especially as the rest of the gang are at least half my age; it can be exhausting keeping up. But, it's not prison and I have a feeling that prison would have had a huge negative impact on my mental health as well as being pure bloody hell for the bundle of anxieties that I'm made up of. An Ex got in touch while I was awaiting sentencing and gave me a lot of support. I was, and am, nervous of both our agendas and motivations, but our relationship seems to be developing in a positive way now that the trial is over. I had assumed that having any sort of relationship was going to be out of the question once the legal process was over but maybe this will work. The support I've had from the probation service has been disappointing in terms of any kind of treatment. My 25 RAR days have turned out to be 25 45 minute sessions working with a probation officer; I guess I thought it would be counseling and group work, but this is all down to money. If I find myself drawn back to addiction I will need to seek more substantial therapy from professionals.

I found The Porn Trap by Wendy and Larry Maltz to have a lot of good starting points for exploring my problems.

Do you think we need to give up masturbation completely or do we need to just break the link between masturbation and porn?

Well, I've been sentenced. This judge took me on a roller-coaster ride of dread, telling me they didn't believe I was either sorry for what I'd done or intended to stop, that my seeking help was just a ruse to avoid harsher punishment and that the letters of support I had meant nothing. However, the actual sentence; a suspended prison term, voluntary work, anti-offending courses and certain specific restrictions on my actions, were pretty much what the legal firm supporting me expected. It may well be that the judge was just making sure I'd be so terrified I'd never re-offend; if I want people to give me the benefit of the doubt, maybe I should go first. It will take a while to get the judge's words out of my head and I may get to hear similar once the local press publishes the story, but I feel I know something of what the future holds; I want to get on with what's next and not dwell on the past. I have meetings this week with the company organizing the unpaid work and hope to contact the person in charge of my restrictions as I'm keen to get these very clear in my head. I've begun to re-connect with some social groups and I'm off out to the movies next week - first time in a long time. I'll be fetching the cats home in a few days. I currently have no job having resigned once I knew I would be convicted - I pleaded guilty from the start - and that's obviously a worry. Financially I will be OK; a combination of savings and bit's of pensions I've taken early will keep me and the cats fed for a while so I can take my time seeking income. More importantly it's about filling my time with purpose or meaning. One of the problems with having the label 'sex offender' is that there are no shades of grey and I know I'm automatically excluded from all sorts of areas of employment and voluntary work despite the level of the actual offence. So what I'm going to end up doing is more likely to have to be done alone; I have some ideas, but this is not the place to discuss them.

Little coda to yesterdays post. Was at a friend's place yesterday evening and they offered me a brandy and said I should stay over. I said that, if I did that more than a few times I'd have to give their name and address to the sex offenders register. They said, 'Put it on. I'm your friend and I don't care who knows it.'

I've had my first crown court appearance now. The judge really tore into me and it was the first time I felt what it's like to be on the receiving end of real anger and disgust at what I've done. I suppose it's about encountering someone who only knows that about me and how I look to them. It's probably something I need to get used to. I am now on the sex offenders register and have a criminal record with a conviction for a sexual offence on it with all the implications for employment and travel they bring. I will be sentenced after a report from the probation service. It has been hard to find the levels of calm I had before the appearance, but I'm keeping myself occupied and have one particular friend who is able to spend a lot of time with me. I have had so much conflicting opinion on the possible legal and social outcomes from different agencies that I have stopped seeking advice, especially as my head is so good at horror movies. I have been assessed by the probation service and am keen to get on with the therapy/counseling they will provide, whatever the punishment element turns out to be. It's still 11 days to my sentencing, the sun is shining and I've just had my first whole night's sleep for a few days. I'm trying to look on the current situation like a holiday; I know it's going to end, but I need to enjoy it while I'm here. If there's any lesson to come at this stage it would be, avoid thoughts of 'poor me'. There are arguments about the law's response to my offence compared with, say, being caught with drugs for the first time and, in my case, part of the CPS evidence is a bit wobbly. But none of this will affect the outcome; the law is the law and will be applied no matter what I think of it. The wobbly evidence doesn't change the fact they are right, I had those images. 'Poor me' just brings self-hatred for both now-me and then-me ('If only I'd...'), it can also, if it get's control of your tongue, make you sound like a whiny child who's stamping his foot and saying it's not fair; this will not help your case.

I'm getting sentenced for possession of illegal images of children next month and the waiting is hell. However, I wrote this to myself this morning and thought I'd share it. What an odd thing my head is. So full of voices (not in a MPD way) demanding attention, dragging regrets from the past and making horror movies about the future; how does it feel to get shanked? So I've been working on all that useless negative crap. Sharpening up my sense of perspective, reminding myself that half a billion china-men don't give a toss about who I am or what I've done. I've been reading some Tolle as recommended by a good friend and I've been meditating 20 minutes a day and, apart from a single nagging little butterfly that seems to have taken up residence in the pit of my stomach, I've actually had long periods of relaxed normality; the litany of fears and regrets reduced to barely a murmur. So here's something new. I'm missing that panicked state (it's ok, it's back now). It's like a sore in my mouth, when it stops hurting I can't help but poke it with my tongue, 'Where's the pain? Remind me what you feel like.' What I'm achieving is good, it points to a more thoughtful and functional me when calm ceases to be a tool to help me through the next few months and becomes part of my life. I need to learn to let it. I'm positively serene about the stuff I'm leaving behind in my life and getting a little impatient with my employer for not getting my resignation sorted. I'm leaving behind one major not-work activity after 9 years of striving to be good at it and I'm relieved I don't have to strive any more. I've left all the activist organisations and no longer feel I have a duty to wade through the comments in the Daily Mail putting people straight. When I hear that The Powerful have behaved in some baldly evil way, or that the Not So Powerful are tearing themselves to shreds, I'm learning not to pile into the ruckus; they don't listen to each other, they're certainly not going to listen to me. The ego (for want of a better term) is bloody powerful; it wants regret so it can whine about how hard done by it is, it wants fear because that takes over my whole mind and my body. It want's to be in control and has been for so long that these brief periods of calm and acceptance feel like the aberration. My sentencing is not now, or today, or this week. Actually, it's not even this month so this is a great time to take pleasure in what I have now. When I've stopped shaking quite so much, had my porridge with banana, blueberries and raspberries, and filled the Black Bin to the very top with more crap-from-the-past that not even gumtree wants for free, I'll get in my little car and drive hundreds of miles to spend a few days with a very good friend. We will walk a bit and watch old movies and play board games and try not to talk about either the past or the future because neither of them actually matter now.

I don't know why, but getting rid seems like good therapy for, well, anything really. I've been slowly culling my FB friends - down from 1500 to 500 over the last week and I'm aiming to get to under 100; but it gets harder :). This is for different reasons that yours Enig, but I've applied the same process to books, clothes, DVDs, odd bits of furniture. Maybe clearing the junk of life out of the way gives us a little more space to think? Dunno - just a thought.