Dear friends,

I received an overwhelming response to my post of why I quit porn.

Here I will answer many questions which were privately messaged to me, and follow up on why I quit porn, the visualisations I used to shift my mindset, and some additional tips I've gotten from the many of you. I request reading it slowly and carefully.

History:

Flashback to 18 years ago. I found my first pornographic site. I had never masturbated.

I printed off a photo of a seemingly perfect pornstar. Took it to my room and had my first session.

From day 1, I associated porn and masturbation. They always went hand in hand for me. It was NEVER the case that they could be done separately, so I never understood the mixed cocktail of thoughts and feelings shaping my mind. I was too young at the time to realise the damage it would cause and the havoc it would wreak on my life to come.

Over the next 3 years, it became a habit. Whenever I could, once in a while, habitually 4-5 times a month as the need arose. It was "normal". It was "healthy". It certainly was fun. The rush, the feeling, the buildup: looking forward to that release!

Move on to 15 years ago. It started becoming more and more frequent. Porn started becoming more and more available online. It became easier to access, I learned how to clear my browsing history. That became a milestone. I learned how to hide a file using the command prompt on msdos/command.

I started stockpiling it. I had gigabytes of it. I had folders in folders, a cornucopia of pornographia. It was becoming a daily thing. It felt like a treasure chest, bringing me the ultimate ecstasy every time I opened it.

After a few years of it was the first time I snapped out of my chronic daze. In my momentary clarity I realised I was becoming a loser in school. I had but a handful of friends, even those were the outcasts and weird ones. I hadn't a girlfriend, a hobby, a life outside of my porn.

I took advantage of that moment to delete my entire porn reserve and said to myself "I am free of porn". I would still jack off everyday, but it was slow and painstaking; no porn reserves right? Then two things happened.

My internet speed upgraded; I was now streaming. Also, I discovered weed.

This smashed my life, friends. The streaming gave me instant access, the weed made me forget my resolutions. I entered the daze again for years and years. Fap after fap, joint after joint, alcohol, ecstasy followed, cocaine followed, my life followed them down the drain. I was still living a functional life, but I was masturbating multiple times a day when I was alone. Weeks would pass in this stupor. They became months, they became more years.

I did start dating, though it was for the wrong reasons. I would objectify women and treat them as such. Looking back after the pill; I was such an idiot. So many lost opportunities, good relationships ruined. Somewhere along the way I got myself a smartphone.

Now I was jerking off everywhere. Public bathrooms. Friends houses. Dinner parties. School/uni/work, once even in the car in broad daylight while driving. It was a rampant rampaging rampage. A whirlwind of pornography, a tornado of flesh, earthquakes of orgasms. Depression ensued, anti-sociality, loneliness; an inability to connect to any woman, unable to love. I turned off all my social media.

Alone and isolated. I was always 50% red, 50% blue. I could get dates, get laid, I've had a fair share of women in my life. Porn everyday. Fapping everyday. Erectile dysfunction came next.

ED hit me in a very funny way. Porn was my "saviour" at that point; it affected me not in a premature ejaculative way but more of a delayed or no ejaculation thing.

I would say to myself "wow, look how long you can go! All these other guys got problems of not being able to last minutes, you can go for hours!" The women in my life loved it. I would bang them Into multiple orgasms, go home without a single cum (sometimes, other times I would come in a couple of hours). Women would tell me they're sore of fucking, they are tired. Women would tell me they're having great sex with me and tell their friends. Men would ask me for advice, I would tell them I have a problem which works in my favour, but never that it was porn. I also lost the ability to cum entirely from a blowjob. I lost a few girls to me not being able to cum. Imagine that. I was on top, in a sense.

Last 3-5 years: I can't sleep without a session at night. I can't cum after hours of fucking. Rare days after a hot session, I would come at a normal time, most days I would need to go home and jack. Sex became unsatisfactory. It just wasn't enough anymore. Harder and harder to talk to beautiful women. Jerking based depression. Wouldn't get boners anymore with real women, needed heavy stimulation. Weakness, clouded thoughts. No self-respect.

The worst thing about this whole thing, the porn would never stop in my mind. It just wouldn't stop. Every minute, every hour of every day; porn porn in my head. Dirty thoughts. Oversexual, chaotic, distracting thoughts. They just wouldn't stop! At religious locations, at family situations, at friends houses, business meetings, while I'm out running, while I'm talking, while watching tv; they would never stop.

They would come up with friends (female) I know, fantasising about them and me. It started being apparent, it was as if people could feel it. It made me very insecure, doubtful of myself. It made me ashamed and guilty, distracted me, and I would have to shake my head or literally slap myself to sting enough to snap me out of it. It was tearing me apart. Late nights jacking, late mornings...

The last year of my life, LDR over Skype, away from my gf in another country. Porn on the daily, weed, etc. There was always an excuse; as I look back. The last year my excuse was: "Yeah you're away from your girl, you need porn for release." It prevented me from going out to get another one. At least a plate! For someone who could always manage a plate, I WENT WITHOUT PUSSY for a year, substituting porn in it's place. Loser #1. At this point I had failed nofap so many times that I had given up on that too.

10th December 2016, travelled back to the country I left. Told myself that's it. This time, you're going to try something new.

Disconnect porn from masturbation.

See, because PMO started together for me, that's what it was: something done together. I never realised that they could be divided and conquered. At this point I must again mention that I have a gf who loves sex, and since my stopping porn my drive has dipped, she's literally been begging me for sex. I have however crossed 1 month of being porn free as some people pointed out in my last post, that I haven't even crossed 3 weeks.

I haven't slipped even ONCE.

How I Quit Porn cold turkey:

It was through a series of thoughts, beliefs and visualisations. I recommend you think carefully about each one and use any from this list for when you get urges. INTERNALIZE IT.

  1. Porn is not physically addictive. The dopamine rush is addictive, not the actual porn.

  2. I struggle with porn. I need to believe that I have the willpower to control myself.

  3. Nofap (for me) isn't the solution. It is disconnecting porn from masturbation.

  4. I want the constant, progressively extreme thoughts and porn scenes to leave my head forever.

  5. The flashes of porn I see in my head are just saved scenes leaving my mind. You saw them on the way in didn't you? Hence you see them on the way out. They are leaving forever.

  6. Porn is not real. It's fake. How? It's not me in that scene. I am not there, she/he doesn't know me. I don't even know her/his real name.

  7. When I have cum, and the porn scene is still playing on the screen, how do I feel then? Disgusted? Unable to watch? How, then, just moments ago was it enough to get me off? How come the same chick getting pounded in all holes is suddenly giving me a whole different perception? It was my mind playing tricks on me to get that rush.

  8. I want my erections back, I want back my satisfaction from sex. The one thing I'm chasing is the one thing I'm destroying my pleasures for.

  9. I want to connect with real women again, I want them to feel wanted around me. I want to want them again.

  10. I am a man. I am in control. I am not a beta bitch who is controlled by porn.

  11. I am not just quitting porn, I am changing the way I perceive porn. I am shifting my mindset.

  12. Willpower is a muscle. It can be used only a few times/ short while until it's tired. I need to work this muscle out to make it stronger.

Once the porn stops, which is very, very easy; the urges to masturbate will still persist. Do not fear these urges. They are real, they are natural. You want to jack off? Go do it. Just use your mind to visualise a past experience you have had. Where you were present. Something that was real, recalled from memory.

If you find you can't get hard, stop and leave. If you're still horny, come back. Try again. If you see porn flashes, stop. Let them quickly play and leave your mind. Don't continue if you're hard from that quick porn flash. Try hard to use your own memory recollection.

Once or twice, suddenly your masturbation will also slow down. Your libido may fall temporarily. That's okay. You automatically won't jerk as much.

What's ok and not ok:

Any porn is not ok. Amateur counts as porn. So do home videos. So do movies you've made yourself fucking. NOT OK. We need to remove the screen from our sessions.

Photos not ok. Sound clips not ok. Imagination not ok. Only real experiences. Haven't had one ever? Go bang a hooker. At least you'll be there. Keep in mind I'm not advocating repeated visits, I'm just saying if you're a virgin, let go of your dick, go visit a friendly hooker, and have some REAL fun. You can then use that experience.

Girlfriend OK. Experiences of her with you, OK. REAL sex, OK.

My friends, including the ones in denial, porn is a problem. It should be treated as such. Porn serves every single agenda EXCEPT YOUR OWN. It serves the feminist imperative. It serves the hypersexualized marketing machine. It serves the government control agenda. It weakens your mind, body and soul. It serves the alphas, who have less competition when you're off the field. I could go on and on.

Next time I will write about the effects that quitting porn and shifting my mindset have brought about. All I can say right now is that I feel good.

Any q's are welcome. For the negative redditors, if this post hasn't helped you, re-read it. If you still think it's useless or bullshit; fuck off. There's no need to add your negative energy and hate.

We post here to help each other. Maintain the spirit and be rid of porn. Take back your power. Take back your masculinity. Take back your control.

Thank you.