I have been with my boyfriend for 2 1/2 years. He doesn't believe people can become addicted to porn and doesn't see anything wrong with watching it and enjoying it daily. Things I have felt that have come from his porn addiction, because yes... he's an addict. - He seems emotionless. When I use to try and talk to him about all of the problems we are having due to his porn addiction, tears streaming down my face, and it doesn't even affect him at all. It's like he just doesn't care. - He struggles and it takes a while for him to orgasm, and it feels like he isn't present. Feels like he is hyper imagining porn scenes to even be able to. - He isn't able to maintain a full erection most of the time. - He objectifies women. He gets this weirdness about him when he sees someone attractive, and it grosses me out. His eyes get big, and he doesn't blink. I know it's normal for humans to see a nice looking person and to take a glance, but it's feels like he is undressing them with his eyes. - He sees everything through perverted colored glasses. He will see something sexual in pretty much anything and everything, and has even commented on pictures posted that are far from sexual with something super gross. He thinks it's just funny. -If pretty much is into anything and everything fetish wise when it comes to sex. -After we had a few drinks one night, he asked me if I was willing to participate in some of those kinks and fetishes. I was disgusted and my heart broke. I love him, but I am so sick of feeling inadequate. I have tried to bring some more excitement into the bedroom, but it's not enough. I just want him to want me, to want US. I love him, love everything else about him. We have a lot of things in common, I enjoy his company outside of sex. I don't know what to do. My heart and emotional health are not safe with him. I don't really feel loved, cherished, wanted, desired, but I feel those things for him. Some days I wish I would have never met him. I'm tired, tired of all the problems his porn addiction has brought to my life. I feel like a horrible person, for thinking of just walking away, when that is all that he has ever had happened to him in his life. I know he was a loner as a teen, and was used by people he considered friends, and that those people just felt bad for him and let him tag a long. So I can see how and why his addiction started. Porn was his only comfort and friend for the past 17 or so years. I am just so confused. He has said he would stop watching porn just to keep me happy, but it never sticks. He doesn't think it's a problem at all, that it's just me and my insecurities. I'm just tired of all the pain. I wish it would go away.