I survived my way into this system.
For years I lived with a constant, low-grade misery I couldn’t escape. I had a good life, a wife I loved, businesses, respect, but I felt like shit almost every single day. I was a slave to something I didn’t even want to do. I hated it. I hated what it was doing to me. And I kept doing it anyway.
I would finish a session, sit there in disgust, and promise myself it was the last time. I meant it. Every single time. Then the house would get quiet, the thought would show up, and I’d be right back at it.
I tried everything.
I made the promises a thousand times. I watched hundreds of YouTube videos. I installed every blocker and accountability app that existed. I bought books and courses. I got an accountability partner. I even talked to multiple therapists. Nothing worked for more than a few weeks.
I would go through the same cycle over and over: disgust, promise, failure. I watched my wife’s location on Find My Friends so I knew exactly how much time I had before she got home. I felt like a liar and a hypocrite every single day.
I’m not someone who read about porn addiction in a book or studied it in school.
I didn’t design this system in a nice office somewhere. I survived my way into it. Every piece of it exists because something else failed first. I’m the crash test dummy who walked away still standing. I’ve been in the depths of emotional hell with this addiction. I know exactly how bad it can get. This system saved me.
It didn’t come from theory or books. It came from something I had already done twice before, once when I finally quit smoking after years of trying and failing, and again when I broke a completely different addiction that had controlled me for over 25 years. When I connected those two wins, I realized I could use the exact same approach with porn. It might sound simple, but it worked when nothing else did. And if it worked for me when I was at my worst, it can work for you too.