My Journey

Admittedly, it feels somewhat uncomfortable to share my experiences, knowing my family may read this. However, the topic is crucial, and I believe it warrants discussion. The moment I got my first smartphone, I gained access to the vast expanse of the internet, including all the negative influences it harbors, particularly pornography.

I can't pinpoint exactly how I discovered it, but I remember feeling like I had stumbled upon a treasure trove. Initially, it was just one video a week, which quickly escalated to daily viewing. This wasn't just my experience; many of my friends were caught in the same cycle. We didn’t label it as an addiction, but we were aware of our habits.

Years passed, and I found myself trapped in a continuous loop: engaging in an activity, feeling tempted, giving in, experiencing guilt, and then repeating the cycle. It was disheartening to realize that I was unaware of the detrimental effects this addiction had on my mental health. I was depleting my energy during formative years, with no one warning me about the consequences.

This cycle persisted for nearly a decade until 2022, when my best friend, whom I’ll refer to as Jeremy, shared his New Year’s resolution to quit porn and practice semen retention. I had never heard of semen retention before and was skeptical about his decision. Jeremy explained the benefits, including heightened energy and improved focus. Despite my doubts, I wished him well and asked him to keep me updated.

From January to May, he remained dedicated and frequently shared his experiences. I was astonished to hear about his transformation—he no longer felt guilt, his energy soared, and he gained clarity about his life’s direction. At that time, I was in a relationship, but I still struggled with my addiction. As I prepared to spend three months apart from my girlfriend, I decided to try semen retention for myself.

I traveled to a Danish island, optimistic that a change of scenery would help me. However, it didn’t take long for me to give in to my old habits. Despite my efforts, I could only manage a couple of days without relapse. It felt nearly impossible to break free, but I persisted. I established accountability with Jeremy and immersed myself in content about semen retention.

The prevailing message I encountered was that relapses were okay as long as you tried again. I adopted this mindset, repeating the process for three months. By the last two weeks of my trip, I resolved to quit for good. Those weeks were incredibly challenging, with temptations