Bluffy's Story

Hey guys, this is my story and I was hoping for some input.


So back in midlle school (before discovering masterbaition), I was a "cool" kid. However, around 7th grade, I discovered about pmo. Now that I look back, 7th grade was the year I started getting acne ( I know my acne is caused by pmo because one time I went a week without pmo and my face cleared up completely.. Then I pmo'd and bam.. new acne.) become way less social as well as more lazy, and becoming a "hermit", wanting to stay in my room most of the time. I would stay in my room all day, chatting with random girls on an app called Kik Messenger. I enjoyed the satisfaction of girls calling me attractive even though I knew that they weren't "real" compliments. For the past 3 years, my social life has become less and less.. I still have friends, but not really any close friends. I let my acne get in the way of me wanting to go out and socialize. Whenever I feel uncomfortable, my body becomes very warm and uncomfortable... ugh I hate that feeling. The thing that kills me is that I know my acne is caused by pmo. So instead of going out and facing my problens, I continue the cycle of taking pics of my face(use an app to make my acne clear up) and sometimes even my private parts, sending them to girls, and anticipate a compliment. When the complimenr(s) arive, I become aroused and proceed to M. I have tried getting rid of the app, but my boredom catches up to me, and my brain somehow convinces me to get the app back, saying, "ohh, just get the app and talk to the girls, but don't pmo. It's pretty easy." Well that never happens. I can't make it more than 3 days.. but I keep striving to reaxh this goal of quiting my bad habbits completely. The funny thing is, I am not addicted to porn, I use my imagination to MO. PMO has destroyed my life the paat 3 years.... bad grades, less social, bad skin, laziness through the roof, and anxiety that kills me. Anyone have any suggestions for me?