Day 7
Porn is something that still bring me a lot of frustration and shame, and it is something that has consumed too much of my life already. Even the slightest slip or stumble leaves me feeling miserable for days after, and that is on top of the constant underlying self loathing for allowing myself to get sucked into it at all. I don’t think I can ever shift that feeling in my stomach until I have left this behind for good.
But overall, I am now feeling more positive about this than I have in the past. Not the false positivity I try to tell myself to get myself through, but a genuine feeling that I am getting somewhere. That I have improved, and that there is hope.
It has been a long journey of ups and downs to get here, including instances of totally giving up on myself. But I keep coming back, and even though I have failed time and again, I am starting to see the light at the end of it all.
Does this mean I’m cured and will never watch porn again. Probably not, despite my desire for it to be otherwise. But if I do fail, I know I can come back here and try again until I succeed for good.