Who else /obsessive/ here?
It's probably the reason I can't get a gf, I always get oneitis, then I become extremely obsessed with them. I want to know how and what they eat, when they go to sleep, what music and movies and vidya they are into, what their breathing pattern is, how often they blink, what they wear, I want to know basically everything.
I create elaborate fantasies about them that I jot down in my journals. I create music and art that I devote to them. I even make an altar for the girl that I am obsessing over at the time.
In public I will usually stare her in the eyes and always wonder about what she is thinking. I ask questions. Many, many questions but I always keep a sort of filter on me so I don't scare them off too soon. I keep the questions simple but in the end I still get a lot of extra implied information out of them when I read between the lines.
I follow their every online activity and save every single one of their pictures that pop out. Sometimes when I'm feeling bold enough, I go through their phones when they're not looking and detail every single piece of info that I can in the time allotted, usually starting off with their call history and who they've been texting, then I go through their camera and video to find any hidden pics and send it to my email (which is a throwaway so even if they discover that their stuff was sent, they won't know it's me).
I derive so much joy out of finding out all of this information. It gives me purpose in a purposeless existence.
>>25453156
no one eh? surprising
>>25453156
>>25453255
Sounds unhealthy. Shouldn't make attachments like that
>>25453381
It gives me joy but I just can't stop, it's like an addiction. I tried man believe me I really tried. This is my purpose.
I'm the same way, OP. It kinda sucks, but whatev.
>>25453514
Isn't it kind of like a high? An adventure even?
I felt like I could relate until I kept reading. In my experience, I find a oneitis and can focus on no other girls for at least a year, usually around 2. Not because my devotion ended, but because I lost all methods of contact with them. I've had this happen 3 times already. I don't talk to them, and I don't harass them in any way, I just write love letters to them in my journals.
>>25453625
>Not because my devotion ended, but because I lost all methods of contact with them.
This is the worst.
I am my friend. I feel I'm wading into dangerous waters. I joined the Military last year and am finally out on my own and independent.
I just get so fixated on things I will either be a huge success, addicted to substances, in jail, or a mixture of them. I've had a shemale fetish for 4 years now and tonight I called an escort. Had I not climaxed before she returned my call, I'd probably be getting fucked in the ass right now. But I did so I realized I was making a huge mistake, and blocked her number. I'm not afraid of STDs, I'm afraid I'll like it a lot of want to keep doing it, effectively destroying any chance of a real meaningful relationship with a real woman. I've wanted for years now to have a family, but I'm so restless and unfulfilled I feel I'm channeling myself down extremely poor outlets.
I'm such a passionate person by nature it leads me to either extreme success or extreme fuck ups. I have a one track mind, that just repeats and repeats. A few days ago back home my brother brought up an idea that we vandalise a washed up boat on the beach everyone takes pictures on. I couldn't put the idea to rest for 4 days. I plotted and schemed, dreamed of it. I wanted to be a hero, an anti hero to go down in infamy.
I'm afraid. I've got to mend my life, go back to Church, get a Christian girl to keep me in check. I'm gonna destroy myself if I don't do a 180 soon.
It's been a whole year since she spoke to me
I still think about it daily
Not this bad, but I have an extremely obsessive personality. Tends to make me hate myself and go through bouts of depression.
>>25453649
But I also believe that this passion is our life force anon. It either brings our downfall or leads to our prosperity.
I feel that everything else in my life is boring, null and void, but my obsessive passion with these women is what allows me to continue living I feel.
I have tried to fix myself. Oh believe me, I really, really tried, but I keep coming back to my old habits. I've had these obsessive tendencies ever since I was in middle school, and it's destroyed every friendship I've ever had with a female once they discovered how obsessed I was with them. Some wrote it off as weird, some laughed it off, most were frightened which I'll never understand.
Doesn't it mean that they are loved very much if someone else spends this much time thinking about them?
