Five months of NoFap. Urges come and go. FlatLine now and then. Learned a lot, gained a lot. I’ve been trying this 2 months shy of a year. Had some major relapse time in the first half a
Deeper voice. More muscle(been lifting at the same time), gained 30 lbs without looking fat. Confidence. The attitude toward life: a little overlap with confidence, just go for the things you want instead of caring about what others will say about you. Saved more socks/condoms. Lol.
As I walk along this road, I found that this is actually a journey to better embrace, love and cherish myself. I used to take NoFap as a superpower wand to screw girls.
Last night at a frat party, I saw all the drinking, puking, boot and rally. (I am an old 23-year-old guy who is about to graduate. I had my undergrad in another country. Just wanted to see what frat parties are like.) I had a strange feeling: I don’t want to be any part of this. I cherish my body. I am bodybuilding and enjoying the results of the abstinence. Fuck the hook-up culture.
I just want to be better and better. Carry on brothers.
Last night I was chatting with my friend, this drunk girl passed by and said we were not getting any. However, I think one of the “superpowers” that NoFap gives me is I don’t need to care about what others think, just adhere to what I believe in. Just be ourselves. The ourselves that we aspire to be.