Okay, I'm gonna be real honest here, so be gentle with me.
Interesting thread. I thought I was the only one. As such, I've developed my own theories about it, the main one being that we can all overdose on it via the net.
This deals with people who know of life before the internet was discovered / they discovered the internet - probably the majority of us here.
Until I discovered the internet in my early twenties, I found the slightest glimpse / mention / sighting / tickling experience to be erotic beyond belief (I could fantasize about some ribs I'd poked once, years earlier - sad? I don't care!), but they were all too rare.
Then - the internet. Wow. No wonder I / we became like bears on a honey farm. I became addicted to photos and video clips and forum discussions. Finally, after 23 years of seeking the smallest gem, there was a diamond mine in my bedroom! I became the biggest hoarder of clips, but then I would watch 99% of them only once!
Trouble is - almost ten years on and I still love the net too much (interesting that dskodj mentions a 7-8 year mark). But now it feels more like a habit than an erotic adventure. The word itself doesn't do it for me any more. "Discussing" every aspect of it, or seeing is dissected and analyzed has become tiresome.
Why do I still do it? I shouldn't. It's just a hard habit to break and when one feels a little "frustrated", it's all too easy to switch on the computer.
MY CONCLUSION: I need to break from the net pretty much altogether and take myself back to the days of savoring those rare moments. Otherwise I'm in danger of neutralizing a fetish that I still do honestly love. I think I've already trivialized it within myself but I can bring that back around.
Thanks for bringing this up - I feel cleansed, Doctor marzbarz..........
*climbs down off the sofa*
Cool runnin's,
Fev.
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