Porn is a bad habit. Like any habit it can be eliminated. To be fair, I didn’t have an upbringing like most guys in this generation. My household was always lagging from a technology standpoint. I rarely played video games.
I didn’t even get a cell phone until freshman year of high school. I relied on natural instinct.
So I didn’t start watching Internet porn when I was 11 and then lose my v-card 6-7 years later.
I had sex for the first time at age 12 (day before my 13th birthday) and then watched porn for the first time at age 16.
Porn was never a problem for me. From ages 16 to 22, I would watch it occasionally.
It never got out of hand where I watched it for hours upon hours in the darkness of my house.
I was always out of the house (or dorm room) interacting with real people and making real connections with women.
I quit porn in one shot… you can too.
August 2010 to November 2011 were my WILDEST DAYS.
I was reckless as fuck for my Junior year of college and my first semester of Senior year.
I had a lot of fun but it was too much. I did not give a fuck. That’s when I drank the most. That’s when I did the most drugs. That’s when I fucked the most girls.
I partied like it was the 80’s.
My consumption of Internet porn was at its highest from May 2011 (when I got a smartphone) until November 2011.
During that time period, I was watching porn probably once a day.
It didn’t affect my sexual performance in any way.
It just sapped me of my energy where I felt like a slug during the day causing me to fall asleep in class (when I went) or at work.
The drug use probably contributed to that as well.
I hit ROCK BOTTOM on Friday November 17, 2011
It was the last weekend to party before everyone went home for Thanksgiving.
Me and some buddies went to some club in the hoodrat part of North Carolina.
It was about thirty minutes from where Michael Jordan’s father was murdered.
I ended up pulling some ratchet white chick back to a ghetto ass motel/crack den. I banged her in a room and woke up the next morning just lost.
I was lying in a disgusting bed with some naked chick with forearm tats.
There were roaches all over the place. And upon closer inspection there was an obvious bed bug infestation that I was right smack in the middle of.
Eventually, I couldn’t breathe and went to the bathroom. I threw up water and felt my heart beating out of my chest.
I decided to stop using drugs right then and there… that was an easy choice.
I spent the next couple days scratching away at the bed bug bites I had gotten from that motel room. I will never forget that experience.
I do not ever want to go back to that feeling.
I came up with the idea to quit porn by accident.
I was hanging out in Starbucks with my two best friends after Thanksgiving Break.
It was December 1, 2011.
They just mentioned how they were doing a challenge to not bust a nut for 30 days.
They told me all about how bad porn was for guys and this website:
I checked it out. It had a lot of great information and I was inspired by all the success stories.
I knew porn was not an addiction for me but it was something that I wanted to try and get rid of. I knew I could do it one shot.
I went home and got one last good one in and that was it…. December 1, 2011 was the last time I watched porn cranking down.
Here’s how I did it…
1) I associated porn with the worst experience in my life.
I linked porn to that horrible experience of waking up in that shitty motel room.
I linked it to not being about to breathe and feeling like my heart was going to explode.
I linked it to not being in control of my life and being a reckless piece of shit.
Most guys watch porn because of a lack of self-control. Not me. I had self-control. I was never going back to that feeling of helplessness. Fuck that.
2) I told myself that watching porn is for faggots. Seriously.
… There’s no way around it. You are touching yourself while watching another man have sex. … End of story.
3) I reminded myself that both of my dead grandfathers are looking down on me from Heaven… they would be ashamed of me if they saw me watching porn. I was better than that.
I’m an old-school guy and I am proud of the family I come from.
The last thing I want to do is bring shame to the generations of strong men that have made my existence possible.
Don’t get it twisted… I’m not a selfish prick. I play this game of life for the pride of my family, not just individual success.
Anytime I was tempted, I repeated affirmations to myself. I told myself: “I’m better than that.” “Don’t give in.” “Don’t cheat yourself.”
4) I got off of Facebook and eliminated all useless Internet browsing.
All that useless Facebooking and Internet browsing is not good for you.
We are a society run by social media.
All of that dopamine being released has led to the majority of people today having a click addiction without even knowing it.
You better believe this facilitates porn consumption. It’s just too convenient. Read more about it here.
5) I removed all technology from my bedroom before going to bed.
I lived in a two bedroom apartment my senior year of college.
I was most likely to watch porn right after class or before bed. I-phone in one hand. Cock in the other hand. That’s how it went down.
I used to have to horrible habit of browsing on my smartphone before I went to bed.
Isolation and constant clicking was not a good combination… eventually, I would hit up on Porn site.
I solved that problem by having a no technology in the bedroom rule.
I left my laptop and phone on the coffee table in the living room. Simple.
6) I began reading books in my spare time again.
I used to read books all the time when I was kid.
This time they helped me get through that urge to relapse.
Anytime, I felt like I couldn’t take it… I would either text a chick to come over or bury my head in a book to take my mind off things.
It’s important for men of all ages to read.
In this case, it helped me take my mind off of my hard on.
7) I avoided my room at all cost and spent my time in the living room.
If I was in the living room, I definitely couldn’t watch porn.
My roommate could walk in at any time. I was not going to risk it out of fear of embarrassment.
I only went into my bedroom when I had to.
That was it. I have never masturbated to porn again.
First time around, I didn’t bust a nut for 15 days. I tried to go 30 days but I couldn’t help it.
I ended up meeting a chick at the library and she kept flirting with me over text so I had ended up having rough sex with her.
The only times I have watched porn since then were the few times I hooked up with some kinky chicks that wanted to watch porn during sex.
It all comes down to self-control.
Ultimately, you are the one who is going to have to be strong and overcome temptation.
You will always be tempted in some way to sneak one in and watch Internet Porn.
That’s just the age we live in thanks to the endless technology we have available on a daily basis.
My advice would be come up with a set of beliefs that make you truly believe that you are harming yourself.
Then do everything you can to avoid isolation and useless Internet browsing.
You must have faith in yourself and rely on your competitive spirit to stay disciplined.
Last but definitely not least, you must convince yourself that none of it is reality.
Reality is that by cranking down to Internet porn… you are missing out on real life (sex with a real chick) …
Most importantly, it helps if you associate it with a health risk.
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