For 6 while years of my life I've been so addicted to "videos", photos or reading explicit novels. My parents never knew because they didn't really monitor me, just told me to be careful before using my phone or gadgets. I took advantage and started searching deeper, finding websites and channels i knew I shouldn't open. But i did that because it was my only outlet. That was one of the only comfort I got whenever venting felt impossible. I can't stop now no matter how much I tell myself to. Im so disgusted in my self. My parents tell me to tell them if i have a problem. But I knew if I really did, they would take their words back and feel disgusted in me too. No one would even try to help me. They just give me a look. I can only cry alone under the sheets. Explicit content just gave me satisfaction. It temporarily filled the empty void in me. That was my last resort. I hate it. When I'm happy, i watch, when I'm sad I watch, when I'm mad i watch, when I'm tired I watch, when I'm I watch