He might be able to see the cycle, and consciously recognize that he won’t be able to find satisfaction. It’s like a food addict being able to recognize that they will be hungry again in 3 hours, but they still binge on a bag of chips. But his brain convinces him each time to act out again- to chase the ever elusive mirage that this will be the time that finally completes him. The crazy thing is that from a biological perspective, it is impossible for sex to ever fulfill him emotionally. It’s a chemical rush in his brain he’s after. And each time he gets it, his brain gets more numb to the chemicals, and he needs more and more to get his fix.
They can access these chemicals at a click of a mouse, but after they act out, they feel so guilty and ashamed that they never talk about it. When they finally reach out for help, they have been “using” the drug for a long time and don’t know how to function without it.
Now being a techneck is much worse than being a redneck, simply because rednecks at least have the common sense to go to bed! Technecks, on the other hand, think of sleep as a rude interruption to their flow of creative energy, the importance of which is earth shattering to be sure.
Now the techie gets very confused. His or her dreams of unending knowledge and experience have just collapsed and she/he begins thinking, “Is this all there is?” Too late now to go back to Roller Derby, a bunch of floozies skating around in circles; that’s no longer an option. Nor is NASCAR, a bunch of cars running around in circles, or fat guys in funny tights chasing each other around in a ring. Nor is the techies previous internet existence an option, which ran around in circles as well.
So we might suggest that a techneck suffers an addiction. When a normal person is accused of addiction, like in “smartphone addiction,” they will rationally agree to cut back in their usage. But not a techneck, “Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead!” (at least 5 gigs). Technecks are ready to sacrifice their health, their wealth, their wife, their husband, their partner, their kids! and anything else that separates them from cyberspace. I mean, after all, what else is there?
When you were born you didn’t know how to become helpless, but as you progressed through life and as you experienced a failure after a failure, you learned a new skill, the skill of becoming helpless!!!
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been stumped. Should I, or shouldn’t I? When I first started, I could spend days, even weeks, trying to make a decision, until I realized how much time I was actually wasting. So much information, I didn’t know where to start. So I just jumped in!! Of course, we’re going to make a few mistakes along the way, but that will give us a chance to grow. If we allow ourselves to remain paralyzed in the constant state of research, we will get Nowhere!! Take the risk!