I’ve always been a very outgoing and social person, so when I was alone at home, i often got so bored that I masturbated to harcore porn just because I had nothing better to do.
That was my problem – I never sleep at nights, and because of that, i could do it like 3-4 times a day (night?). And I did it consistently.
I read somewhere that cutting off pornography gives people superpowers and shit, but the most part of it was written by guys that were never good at interacting with women, experienced social anxiety, had problems with self esteem, procrastination and shit. I never had problems with those. In my opinion I’m a succesful guy, I have no social barriers, I also love partying and flirting with women. So i wanted to see what will happen if I stop watching porn.
After almost two months of non-doing that, here are some things I have noticed (And yes, I consider myself a person that has already won with the addiction. Winner mentality haha):
- I didn’t know I was really addicted to that shit before! But as it turned out, when I was using my PC, or just sitting at home, my brain automatically wanted me to “just take a look, what could possibly happen if I watch a video”. That’s when the realization came. “fuck this shit lol, my brain is kill and addicted to hot chicks on the screen. i won’t let it control me. time for some anarchy“. How i dealt with it? Words really helped me. Watching porn doesn’t sound so bad. Watching other people having sex and masturbating to it does sound pretty fucking lame. And that’s what I was doing. Shit.
- I could call myself almost stoic before. Now I’m like “hulk smash“, literally, when I get only a little bit angry, I scream at people and destroy random, unindentified objets within my reach. Or scream at random, unindentified objects(yes, I do that, if I’m alone). On the other hand, If I’m having a good day, I behave like a princess dancing on a field full flowers or some shit. I just smile at everything. So, in two words – Mood swings
- I was always told i have an “i dont give a fuck” aura, although i sometimes genuinely cared about some shit. And I never liked to go out without some reinforcements. Even when I finally went outside alone, I’d just meet random people and make friends with them(yes, this person right here is this awesome). Now I have a really “you can all die, I don’t care” attitude. Literally, if I want to go running, now I don’t ask people if they’re up for some cardio, I just go and do shit alone. And I spend a lot of time being alone at home. Like an introverted, alternative version of me.(I never understood introverts by the way, now I get why they sometimes just want to spend time alone. People really CAN be boring)
- Now, this one is tricky. Women. A lot of people on nofap say that this shit has improved their “success” with those beautiful creatures(but srsly, how can you have success with them? like it’s a fucking competition lol. what the fuck?). I need to do some research on this, because before my no porn journey, chicks just loved the shit out of me. That’s a fact. Most of the attention they have given me was in social situations though. I can be called good looking, but I’m still not Brad Pitt, and while I made eye-sex with quite a bit of females on the street, after a month of my antiporn rehabilitation, it’s like an adventure throught Eye-Rape-Land. On the street, in a shop, doesn’t matter – I’m feeling objectified haha. Good and useful experience. Now i know why some of the hottest girls can act like they just had non-consensual, forced sex with stephen hawking on his wheelchair, while when you get to know them, they really have a lot more to offer than a nice ass. Of course they are defensive – they can see everyone wants to fuck them lol. Nofap could be the cause of the veery special attention I’ve been given by the opposite sex, or it could have just sharpened my senses(it could possibly be just the meditation, most probably both)
- Now, libido. Best description: Rollercoaster. It varies between days. It’s different because previously, I was always in “i need to cover the whole world with my semen” mode. Now it’s really strange, I can’t describe it. Sometimes I’m hard when a woman touches me, sometimes I’m like “meh, we won’t fuck. not in the mood.“.
- Procrastination – I was always lazy, never been in a situation where i did what i didn’t want to do in my entire life, but when I finally found something interesting… boom! I learned, worked, fucked, or whatever like a fucking robot! Now it’s the same, but with an enormous magnitude. I started a project on Thursday, already spent almost 24 hours on it. Like I’m obsessed. And holy shit, working out has gained some “natural” attraction in itself! Not only “i’m getting fat, time to cut the sugar”. I actually feel like I’m high when I’m at the gym. Literally. I walk around with the downs syndrome smile.
- Better senses. It’s obvious when I’m listening to songs that I’ve heard a million times before. Before I was just listening. Now i am LISTENING and HEARING. Also, sex. It’s not sex anymore. Of this I am definitely certain. It’s like lovemaking now. Really. It sounds fucking gay, but now it really is an awesome psychological experience, not only “surprise buttsecks, cum, go to sleep”. It’s like I don’t want to have an orgasm anymore, just enjoy the shit out of her smell, the touching, the immersion, the whole act itself. Every-fucking-thing. And the ladies love it. Like almost too much. It’s like cheating in bed lol
- This one is golden – the mental clearness. I had this NEED to look at my life objectively, and I did. I came to the realization that I really AM awesome(instead of saying that to people because it’s cocky, hilarious and flirty). It’s an unexplainable(to me), but awesome experience. No mental distractions like “I’m bored, let’s do a quick fap session”.
- No PE, ED, Smaller dick, bigger dick, teeth growing out of my asscrack, AIDS or other strange sexual side effects at all.
- The biggest downside is that i started getting some sort of acne. Hormones maybe? Sometimes I get one of those fuckers on my face in the morning, and it’s disgusting, but I think I’m about to get rid of it once and for all. You never know with those things. They can always start appearing again. Scary.
I think my POV could be useful, as I didn’t have any sexual/social/psychological problems, apart from some emotional detachment issues, being a douchebag and masturbating to hardcore gangbang porn for like 7-8 years.
The little byproduct that I recently discovered: I heard quite a few “I love you” while I was in the process of mating with no procreational motives lately. I’m not even in a relationship with those ladies and while I suck at emotions, It’s making me feel really fucking special.
The lesson I learned from all this – Not only porn, but all addictions are fuckbuddies with our brains. Let’s say you’re an alcoholic. You want to stop drinking. The brain doesn’t want to be denied sex, so the motherfucker makes you think that “one drink is nothing, I can stop whenever I want”. And it’s over, because the brain will want more sex – so you’ll want to drink more. I personally think giving the brain new, healthy fuckbuddies(substituting bat habits with useful ones), like cold showers, meditation and healthy food is a good idea and a win-win, because the brain will get the pussy, and you’ll improve yourself.
I know my text can be hard to read because I am pretty fucking retarded, and I’m a dick. it’s my blessing and my curse. I’m an adorable douchebag. Read the whole thing. And enjoy it, because I gave you my heart.
TL;DR
- Before the addiction was kill, i was an extrovert to such a degree that I didn’t even like to shower alone. Now I am more balanced, not so dependent on external stimuli.
- I saw that I was really addicted to porn, the “I just want to see if the porn didn’t run away from me. just a look. a gif. a pic.” moments were hilarious when I realized what the fuck’s happening
- Mood Swings. Hulk Smash and Cinderella.
- Alice in the eye-rape land(women harassing me sexually with their eyes)
- Inconsistent libido.
- When I do something, I do it with more intensity.
- My favorite pokemon is charizard. He has wings. Wings are cool. And he spits fire. Fucking awesome.
- Senses. I really listen to music. I don’t have sex anymore, now i make love.
- Mental clarity, mindfulness, call it however you want. A little paradox – mood swings.
- I only care about myself now.
- fucking acne
- Emotions. I think I’m getting in touch with my feminine side B|
LINK – So it’s not placebo
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