I guess when I found myself in a kitchen, surrounded by a cloud of toxic fumes, mixing over the counter pills and cleaners, waiting for just the right moment the crystal starts to form...oh porn addiction...never mind that.
When I was in college my roommate was Jesus nut, he would leave all his literature out. Anyway, I read one about porn and a "story" of a man who would whack off in his car everyday after work, to some porn he bought on a impulse. He would feel really guilty of what he was doing to his family and then he repented for his sins....blah blah.
My point is that, because of literature/information like that, we get all these jumbled signals. Its really hard to tell what is just getting off or being addicted.:2 cents: