Last year, my dad died, which triggered my mom to decorate, and very soon after, my wife went to stay with her parents in her home country for several months (it was already planned beforehand). So I very quickly lost the life I knew, and was left alone without much to occupy my mind besides my day job. Anyway I invested like over $1000 in VR porn and sex toys like The Handy (it jacks you off in sync with the VR porn). I started doing drugs with it. I would do it all night, sleep an hour or two, go to work, come home and do it again. First weed, then like a LOT of weed, then I was doing shrooms with the weed every 3-4 nights (you can't just do shrooms every night). Kind of started to see VR as a portal into some kinda sex dimension. When I was tripping, I somehow saw my dad in the distance like he had been here before, and he was a wanderer as I now was. Soon, the VR porn setup wasn't enough and I tried an Asian massage parlor. Scored full service the very first time. But I kept trying other parlors, and it became a game to see how far I could get with these ladies and how high I could be at the same time. I think they could tell when I was too high, or too tripping because my luck started to wane. I remember wandering the streets of a very dangerous part of town, out of my mind almost, going from one parlor to the next because I was only getting handjobs or something. Definitely lost several thousands of dollars during that time. And looking back, it's like I wasn't even in the driver's seat. I was just watching. Did all this up until the night before my wife returned, then went stone sober from all of it. No drugs, no Asians, not even drinking. Weirdest time in my life. I guess it was months but I wouldn't know if except that I know the date my dad died and the date my wife returned.