I had a funny conversation with my wife yesterday about my Nofap journey.
Just to give you some back-ground, my wife was once a dancer in Montreal for about five years, as a way to pay her way through school and supplement her fledgling career in media and journalism. She was part of a handful of very smart and hot university girls who took advantage of the super safe working conditions that were in place in the 90's. Clubs were strictly no touch, and there were giant Greek refrigerators at the door of her club ready to bounce any douche-bags out the door at a moments notice.
Needless to say, she has a pragmatic, if not indulgent, eye towards guys who use porn. She witnessed a lot of loneliness, and she gets indignant when people suggest that older virgins are rare. She knows first hand how many men feel abandoned and cast aside by the dating game, and she has become quite sympathetic, in a way. She also told me that it was quite common for guys to furtively handle themselves under the table while she danced. If it got out of hand she would call someone, but it happened pretty regularly.
My wife has also known that I use porn. It's not a huge secret. She's even shrugged it off. "Oh for god's sake, just watch the fucking porn already!" she said once when she caught me. I think she disliked my being guilty far more than me occasionally watching porn.
Now it's fifteen-years later and she has been eyeing me and my forty two day nofap progress with some support and some wry amusement. She obviously enjoys being the sole sexual outlet I have in the world.
Last night, However, she opened up. Keep in mind that she is known for being in your face and outspoken. I asked her what she thought of the whole nofap thing.
"First off, I think it's funny that you guys have a community." She said
"It's a really serious problem for some people. A real addiction. Some people have a hard time stopping and they need a community to help them."
"Whatever. I'm a little weirded out if a guy becomes so dependent on porn they can't go about their daily business. I'm weirded out that my husband might be one of those guys."
"Are you calling it pathetic? I thought you didn't mind porn."
"Of course it's pathetic!" she said plainly. " I don't necessarily have anything against porn, but jerking off by yourself to some image on a computer screen in a darkened room is kind of lame. It's sad. Not being able to keep yourself from doing it is even more lame."
I was a little chastened. But I asked her anyway: "Why are you telling me now?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. I guess everybody is supposed to be doing it so women don't necessarily want to come out and say it. Especially if it's going to make their husbands or boyfriends feel bad. But yeah. It's sad. Jerking off by yourself infront of a computer screen is sad."
"And are you glad I've stopped?"
"Of course! Of course I'm really glad. Who wants a sad husband who jerks off all alone by himself?"
"Why didn't you say anything earlier?"
"I dunno! It wasn't that obvious. You said you were working and I believed you. How much were you jerking it anyway?"
"Never mind. Um. Let's just say 'not that much.'"
"Okay. But still, if it's a problem and you're not doing it then Hurray!Hurray for not being sad little pathetic jerk-off guy! "
There you have it folks. Straight from a woman's mouth.
Submitted July 05, 2015 at 11:05PM by Dukeofurl111 http://ift.tt/1HFxvOI NoFap
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