The weird fear of success that keeps me trapped
I'm on day 37. This is the longest I've gone in years. And for some reason I'm terrified. Like actually scared to keep going.
It feels messed up to even type that out. Who's scared of getting better? But it's true. When I think about actually being free from this I feel a weird anxiety. Like what will I even do with myself? Who will I be?
Porn has been this constant in my life for so long. It's been my crutch my escape my everything. And now that it's gone or almost gone I feel this huge void. Like a part of me is missing and I don't know how to fill it.
Is this normal? Has anyone else felt this? This weird fear of actually succeeding and breaking free? It's like I'm comfortable in the misery because it's familiar. And the unknown of being truly free is more intimidating than the known pain of addiction.
I want to break free I really do. But this feeling is holding me back. How do you push past this fear of the new you?