Thank you. Boo
I was thinking about this and smoking. I am addicted to my smokes, and starting to kick that habit as well now. However, I have no anger towards cigarettes since I was never lied to. I always knew the dangers of it, and went ahead with open eye. With Porn, just as you say, it is a "lifestyle" that most people do, and to make it worse, something everyone agree to keep to themselves. Im am not against porn for moral reasons, but I really hate this smokescreen of lies that surround it.
Sleepless night last night, but here are a few things I learned from my relapse.
1. Be more vigilant. The darkest hour is not that of pain, but the moment of deceitful ease.
2. Physically combat urges. Take the battle from the mind (where my beast brain has all the advantages) and bring them into the real world where I have the upper hand. This means to block devices, rearrange my flat, go outside, have a cold shower etc.
3. Stop obsessing about it all. It is actually easy. Its just to stop looking at porn and stop playing with myself. Those actions are not me, just as little as shaving or making my bed is me. It is simply something I do. By not being focused on the defensive battle against an addiction, but rather the offensive battle of bettering myself, I will save more energy to the times when I need to combat a wave or urges.
4. At my moment of darkness yesterday, I found this poem here on this site. I would like to share it with you alll and maybe you will find it as beautiful and true as I do.
Chapter 1
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost? I am helpless.
It isn?t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
Chapter 2
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend that I don?t see it.
I fall in again.
I can?t believe I am in this same place.
But, it isn?t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter 3
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ? it?s a habit ? but, my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Chapter 4
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Chapter 5
I walk down another street.