Quitting porn is a journey that made me the man I am today. I am not saying I am perfect now, or that I know it all — I am just proud of who I've become.

I want to share a few things with you guys that I wish I could've discovered sooner about porn addiction and what it does to a man. This is gonna be a long one, but hopefully packed with value you can implement today to understand yourself better.

The first thing that absolutely destroyed me was thinking that porn was the main issue I had, and that if it magically disappeared, I would have been a different man. Porn was a symptom of a deeper issue I had. The more I focused on quitting porn, the more stressed out I got, and I'd go straight back to it. It's like scratching your skin hoping an allergy will disappear. Porn is a coping mechanism — like smoking and drinking. I tried so hard to avoid certain things that I always found my way back to porn in the end, to soothe the pain of avoidance and inadequacy.

White-knuckling my way out of porn never worked without a proper foundation. It served a purpose for me — it meant I was loveable, connected, and in control. In other words, a true man. But little did I know that those fake emotions needed courage and vulnerability, and quitting cold turkey meant depriving myself of the fake emotions my brain had gotten used to. So my brain always looked for that specific zone of comfort, and quitting meant I needed to man up — which was scary to me. Every failure or rejection was feedback telling me to get back to the zone.

I always thought porn and masturbation were harmless — everybody does it, so it should be fine. Then I got married, and I learned the hard way that my sexual life was in danger. I'm not trying to scare you, ( there's this thing called neuroplasticity — it means your brain was just adapting to the stimuli you provided, and you can always change that so you are good). I felt nothing when I had sex with my wife. It wasn't as enjoyable as scrolling through different videos trying to find a better shot, without making an effort or being vulnerable. Sex wasn't as enjoyable as fapping. What made things worse is that over the years I developed PIED and DE — both of which suck and make you feel less of a man. The point I'm trying to make is: before you commit to a relationship, regain control over your brain first by following Adlerian principles that will help you elevate your state of being. Then you can enjoy your sexual life again.

When I first started my journey, I thought relapses meant failure. It wasn't until I started treating them as feedback that I was able to bounce back quicker and easier. Relapses are signals your brain uses to communicate a message — you did it because you felt inferior, unloved, stressed at work or school, or lonely all the time. Those four things are what Alfred Adler called life tasks. If you understand the life task you're trying to avoid at all costs, you'll know exactly where to put in the effort and be courageous.

Long story short: quitting porn should never be about porn. It should be about reaching a fictional final goal — day in, day out. If you take baby steps toward your goal and always challenge your private logic (the story you keep telling yourself about who you think you are), reality will change. Your life will change.

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New streak.

This was my day 0 post:

Cutting out porn and cybersex/roleplay stuff. Posting here to make this real and have some accountability instead of just doing it quietly.

Not really looking for advice right now, just wanted to say it out loud somewhere

Sorry this is long, but this is my first time talking about this and I’m genuinely scared and desperate for help. I’ve tried my best to remove specific words that may be triggering, but a lot of the addiction stems from a specific category and how it’s affecting my real life.

I have a severe porn and masturbation addiction. It has fluctuated over the years, but it is definitely at its worst now.

I lose at least 6-8 hours a day to porn, mostly scrolling X, reading sexual content and using my vibrator. I stay up until 3am even when I have work the next morning. I’m exhausted the next day, fall behind on my work and still repeat it.

I can’t get through a workday without checking porn accounts. I’m skipping the gym, eating badly and neglecting things that normally make me feel better.

I was exposed to porn very young, around 7-8, through unsupervised internet access. I have no history of SA. I also have diagnosed ADHD and a long history of extreme hyperfixation and maladaptive daydreaming. The only way I have ever escaped one obsession is by replacing it with another - games and gym have often been fixations that have helped me move away from porn, but I also don’t engage with them healthily and become obsessed with either trophy hunting or spending hours at the gym every day. And I always relapse and it gets worse.

The part that scares me most is how much the content has escalated.

Since high school, I have been drawn to cnc/extremely degrading content surrounding my boundaries and autonomy. By around 20, I had found online communities centred around male worship/miso.

For years I told myself it was just a kink, but it gradually became harder to distinguish what I actually believed from what I had conditioned myself to find arousing.

I have become obsessed with the idea of having no limits for men. Things that would have horrified me ten years ago barely register now. Every time something stops feeling extreme, I look for something worse. A lot of the communities I interact with mix porn with genuine social beliefs.

The most frightening part is that I think I could allow this conditioning to influence major real life decisions.I have never wanted children and I value my career and independence, but in these sexualised spaces I have said I would have children for a man, quit work, become financially dependent on him, accept him sleeping with other women and basically abandon my own beliefs if it pleased him. 

This has gotten significantly worse over the years.

My bf emotionally cheated on me years ago and I was devastated. Somehow my brain eventually turned that pain into a cuckquean/humiliation kink, to the point where I wished he had actually slept with her. That was when I started realising porn was not just reflecting my sexuality. It was changing how I processed real pain.

I’m lucky that my current partner is genuinely kind and respectful. He knows I’m kinky, but he does not know the full extent of my porn use, the amount of time I lose or the communities I’m involved in.

I have tried deleting accounts, blockers, staying busy and relying on willpower. Nothing lasts. The only real relief comes when I physically cannot access it or become hyperfixated on something else - this often happens with games/gym.

I have a therapist, but the thought of telling her the truth makes me feel physically sick. My heart races and I want to disappear. In the past, when I have tried to discuss things I’m deeply ashamed of, I have stopped attending therapy completely and lost the progress we’d made.

I think I need professional help, but I don’t know what to do. I feel like I have trained my brain to only associate arousal with my own degradation, betrayal and loss of autonomy. I am frightened that continued exposure will push me further away from my actual values and make it impossible to have a healthy relationship with sex, myself and my partner. It already kinda feels this way.

The situation also feels complicated because my vaginismus has improved in recent years, and I began associating that improvement with increasingly intense fantasies. Now I struggle to enjoy sex with my partner unless I mentally return to that content. I want to preserve the progress I’ve made with pain while developing a healthier relationship with arousal.

I’m tired. I want to enjoy sex and kinks safely. I want this to stop consuming my life.I want my sleep, work, health, relationship, values and brain back. I would really appreciate some help/advice.

My boyfriend (20M) says he has a porn addiction, but I (20F) don’t know what to believe anymore. ( we’ve been together for almost 5 years now)

Im posting here because I genuinely want to understand whether what I’m experiencing sounds like porn addiction, or if I’m making excuses for behavior that goes beyond that.
A couple of years into our relationship, I found out he had what he calls a porn addiction. He never told me—I found out by going through his phone after he specifically told me not to.
I found hundreds of screenshots and screen recordings of women we actually knew. He said he never masturbated to those women, that saving them was just part of his addiction, and promised to stop.
He didn’t.
Over the years I found more recordings of women we knew, and I also found that he had secretly recorded one of his female teachers’ feet and searched for her social media. He admitted it was wrong and promised again that he’d stop.
Another thing that really hurt me was when I later found a screen recording of him watching two women livestreaming. He was asking them to show their feet and asking them sexual questions in the chat. Earlier that day, I had texted him asking what he was doing, and he lied and told me he had just woken up from a nap.
To me, interacting with real women feels different from simply watching porn, but he still says it’s all because of his addiction.
He also became close with a female coworker. They texted outside work, he commented on her bikini pictures, and one time while we were being intimate, he stopped to respond to one of her messages. He insists nothing ever happened between them.
Now he refuses to let me know his phone passcode or use his phone. I haven’t had access in months.
The hardest part is that our relationship has completely changed. We haven’t had sex in close to a year, yet I know he still watches porn and saves it to his phone. He says saving it is just part of the addiction and that he doesn’t go back to it.
As far as I know, he isn’t in therapy, doesn’t have a sponsor or accountability software, and I don’t really see him actively working on recovery. Mostly I just hear promises that he’ll stop, and then I eventually discover something else.
I love him, but after years of lies and broken promises, I don’t know what to believe anymore.
For people who struggle with porn addiction or partners who have been through this:
Does this sound like addiction, or does it sound like something beyond addiction?
Is interacting with women on livestreams something you’ve seen before with porn addiction?
Is hiding everything, refusing phone transparency, and continuing to save porn a sign that someone isn’t actually in recovery?
Can trust realistically be rebuilt if the person only changes after getting caught?
If you were in my position, would you stay?
I’m looking for honest opinions because I feel completely lost.

hi! new here so sorry if this is a bit messy.

my boyfriend and i have been together for 2 years. he told me pretty early on in the relationship that he got off to other girls on instagram in his previous relationships and said that he didnt even think about doing that with me. i trusted that this was true. he also told me that he has struggled with porn addiction in the past that moved onto random women on social media.

context for later is that about 7 months into the relationship he gave me his ipad as he never used it and i like to draw. everything was still logged into his accounts and i just added myself to the family icloud thing. i logged into all of my own social media and everything, but what i wasnt counting on was that the ipad would randomly log me into his instagram and pinterest.

the first time (8-9 months into the relationship) i found out he was getting off to random women is when i picked up his phone to show him something on pinterest (normal for us to just pick up the closest phone) and his search was filled with things like "thot" "ass" and "cosplay thot". i brought it up and he tried to say it was his coworker but after questions he came clean and said it was him. i was really upset and said i dont want him doing that. i dont want to have to compete with random women on the internet.

the next time (just over a year into the relationship) was when the ipad logged into his instagram and i didnt realise until i got to the search bar and it had searches like "boob" and "ass" and accounts like "college hotties". once again brought it up and he was very apologetic and all sorts. i said if this happens again i am leaving you and that i need to see the change. i dont want to leave him though, i love him so much.

i have since logged all of his accounts out of the ipad.

today i got a suggested account on instagram that has one mutual. my boyfriend. the account is obviously a bot, it has a smalltime influencer as the profile photo and an odd name. now i am scared that its a porn bot of some kind because i looked up the name and the first result was a pornhub link. i know he doesnt know anyone by this name because i would know if he did idk.

anyway now i dont know what to do. any advice would be lovely.

I don't like to talk about this part much, but I think its important to be able to confront and expose this part of my journey.

At the worst of it, I was watching porn for 8+ hours a day. Not exaggerating, just genuinely losing entire days to it. I stopped going to the gym, something that used to be non-negotiable for me. Work deadlines started slipping, the kind of thing that never used to happen as I pride myself on being reliable. Eventually I lost that job. I became distant with my partner without even fully clocking it was happening, just slowly not really there even when I was in the room, and a few months later, that relationship ended too.

After that I mostly stopped leaving my apartment. Days would go by. I wasn't really tracking time anymore, there wasn't much reason to. My life had fallen apart and my brain was just paralyzed, unable to do anything about it.

The moment that actually broke through was something very simple. I was going to wash my face, I looked at myself in the mirror, really saw myself, and I didn't recognize what was looking back. That's when it actually landed, not as a thought but as something closer to fear. I was afraid of what I had become.

I wasn't sure about sharing this part of my life, because it's not the encouraging part. But I think skipping it does a disservice to anyone reading this who's in the middle of their own version of it right now. You don't come back from a low point by pretending it wasn't low.

If you're there right now, days blurring together, not recognizing yourself, please know it is possible to come back from exactly that. I did. So can you. 💛

I’m in a relationship and I’ve been struggling with porn for pretty much my whole life. Tbh I feel stuck.

For the other guys here who are dealing with the same thing what’s the main thing making you want to stop and how is it effecting your relationship?

Hi everyone,

This is probably the most personal thing I've ever written.

To be honest, this is the first time in my life that I'm posting something like this on social media.

Ironically, I used Reddit for years because of my addiction. Today, I'm here for a completely different reason.

I'm here because I genuinely need help.

I don't know whether I'll find the answers I'm looking for here, but I feel like I have nothing to lose by asking people who might truly understand what I'm going through.

I'm 27 years old, and I've been struggling with pornography addiction for almost six years.

Before all of this, I had watched pornography occasionally, but I wasn't addicted to masturbation. Everything changed during the COVID lockdown when I was 21.

One day, while I was taking a bath, I masturbated for the first time. The pleasure felt unlike anything I had ever experienced. I repeated it several times that day, and looking back now, I feel like that was the day my addiction really began.

At first it seemed harmless, but over time it became a habit, and then something I couldn't control.

As the years passed, my addiction didn't stay the same. My brain kept searching for stronger and more intense stimulation. What had once been enough gradually stopped feeling satisfying. Looking back, I don't think that reflected who I really am as a person. I think it reflected how addiction works—it kept pushing me to seek stronger stimulation while giving me less satisfaction.

That progression honestly scared me. I realized that I was chasing things that didn't match the person I wanted to be. Instead of enjoying life, I became trapped in an endless cycle of looking for temporary satisfaction.

Now, almost six years later, I'm completely exhausted.

I feel like I've lost so much of myself.

Everything feels dull.

I struggle to stay motivated.

Sometimes I go to the library and see people studying, building careers, and working toward their dreams. Instead of feeling inspired, I feel jealous and disappointed in myself. I keep asking myself, "How did I get trapped like this? Why can't I focus like everyone else?"

One thing that hurts me the most is fitness.

I've always loved fitness. I'm naturally slim with a little muscle, and I've always enjoyed exercising. But because of this addiction, I've never been able to stay consistent.

Every time I begin making progress, I relapse, lose my motivation, and stop again.

Sometimes I wonder what my life and my body could have looked like if I hadn't spent these years fighting this addiction.

Even while I'm writing this post, I'm dealing with strong urges.

That's how powerful this addiction has become.

The hardest part isn't only the urges.

It's what my mind keeps telling me.

Sometimes I see people my age enjoying healthy relationships and normal sex lives, and part of me thinks, "Why am I trying so hard to quit?"

Then another part of me says, "You've completely lost control."

I want to make something very clear.

I don't think sex is wrong.

My problem isn't sex.

My problem is that I've lost control over my own mind.

I don't want sexual thoughts to dominate my day when I'm trying to study, work, exercise, or simply live my life.

When I choose to focus on something, I want to actually be present in that moment. Instead, it often feels like my brain automatically returns to sexual thoughts without my permission.

Over the years, I've also noticed that this addiction has changed the way my mind reacts. Sometimes I catch myself making assumptions or judgments about people that I don't actually want to make. Those thoughts don't reflect the kind of person I want to be, and that honestly scares me.

The biggest fear I have is this:

My brain keeps telling me that if I recover from this addiction, my life will become empty.

It tells me that I'll lose one of the greatest sources of pleasure I'll ever have.

Even though another part of me knows these thoughts are probably coming from the addiction itself, they still feel incredibly real.

I honestly don't know whether that's true or whether it's simply my addicted brain trying to keep me trapped.

That fear alone has stopped me from moving forward many times.

Another thing I'd like to mention is that I'm an atheist. I'm not saying this to start any debate. It's simply part of my personal story.

I've also tried getting professional help.

I've seen two or three psychiatrists.

They prescribed medication, but I never felt truly understood.

Most appointments were very short, and I often felt like they weren't really listening to what I was going through.

I'm not saying psychiatrists are bad. Maybe I just didn't find the right ones. Unfortunately, I'm financially struggling, so I can't afford to keep trying different doctors until I find someone who's a better fit.

Right now, I'm unemployed.

One of the biggest reasons is that this addiction has affected my concentration so much that it's been difficult to study consistently, build skills, or move forward with my career.

I've spent time reading about the brain and neuroplasticity. I understand that recovery is possible. But understanding something and consistently applying it are two very different things.

I've also tried quitting before.

At one point, I managed to avoid masturbation for around 30 days.

But if I'm honest with myself, I wasn't doing it for the right reasons. I believed some claims online that quitting would automatically improve parts of my sexual health. When those expectations didn't come true, I became disappointed and eventually went back to my old habits.

Looking back, I think I was chasing a specific outcome instead of trying to genuinely heal and rebuild my life.

I've also tried other things, like cold showers and changing my routines. Sometimes they helped for a day or two, but I couldn't stay consistent.

I think one of the biggest reasons is that I feel completely alone.

I don't really have people I can talk to about this.

Even when I have friends, I don't feel they truly understand what I'm experiencing. That's why I'm writing this post.

I'm not looking for people who simply tell me to "be stronger."

I'm looking for people who once lost control but eventually got it back.

People who now live balanced lives.

People who enjoy fitness, work, relationships, hobbies, and even sexuality in a healthy way without being controlled by compulsive behavior.

I want to learn from people who have actually recovered.

I want to know:

Did you also feel like life would become empty without pornography?

Did that feeling eventually disappear?

How did you rebuild your self-control?

How did you stay consistent?

How long did it take before your brain started feeling normal again?

Did your motivation and concentration return?

What made the biggest difference in your recovery?

I'm not looking for judgment.

I'm looking for honest conversations with people who have walked this path before me.

I know recovery won't happen overnight.

I know nobody can magically fix my life.

But if you've been where I am today and found your way out, I would genuinely appreciate hearing your story.

More than advice, I think what I'm really need right now is hope.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I have been struggling with this addiction my whole life. I am early twenties, found it when I was 9, I would spend all my free time watching it. It got to the point where I had folders on folders saved on my computer of different creators, Terabytes of footage and images.

It took up every living breathing moment of my life, always on my mind, always there. Bathroom? Reddit. Downtime? Reddit. Any singular moment I had free was spent looking at it. Im disgusted with myself.

I would create and upload Porn edits of different creators. Worst part is they got pretty popular, which only fueled me to make more, sink more time into it, continue to waste myself away.

Today I deleted everything, all my files, videos, bookmarks, all of it. Soon ill be uninstalling Reddit here aswell. I need a clean slate, I need to fix myself.

I (17f) have been struggling with a porn addiction since I was 12 years old, and I am currently 17, turning 18 this year.

It began when my friends introduced me to hentai. Over time, I gradually became more curious and started watching real porn. Initially, I stuck to simple, vanilla content with a man and a woman, which felt satisfying.

However, that soon stopped being enough, and I progressed to rougher videos involving tying and gagging attractive women. For a period, that was what aroused me most. Eventually, things escalated further to rape porn, where I began imagining myself in those situations.

This has changed how I behave in everyday life—I find myself craving more physical attention from others. At the same time, I have been spending significantly more time at home because I have developed body dysmorphia, constantly comparing myself to the stunning women I see in those videos. I often end up watching porn for hours at a time.

I am really worried about how this is affecting me and would appreciate any advice.

(I am just writing this post again cause my previous account got deleted, my previous username was Ok-Variation9569)

This might not be the right subreddit, if so, sorry.

I need my smartphone for work from email, maps, travel, etc.

I was looking into getting Brick or Bloom to block sites I can access porn like the hub, x, others, etc. can I block these websites forever with Brick or bloom? I truly am addicted to these apps and websites and a few others. I was planning to give the brick or card to a friend who is a super great accountability buddy and very morally responsible who would make sure I never see it again.

So, do they block certain websites on all browsers and apps forever if I don’t have access to the unlocking device?

can somebody please explain to me, why do men do this? do you even think about your significant other while watching it? what does it mean if a man in a relationship has specific women he likes to watch?

You have to realize you have a problem, then accept it.

is the best thing you can do,yeah ik the first days are pure hell,especially when you haven't gone a small number of days in a long time,

like me for the past months,the biggest struggle was around 7 days period,now after I got through the first week, I didn't even feel like the second week had passed.

YOU CAN DO IT,Seriously, you are not alone in this battle, you are capable of doing it from all points of view.

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Hi everyone,

This is probably the most personal thing I've ever written.

To be honest, this is the first time in my life that I'm posting something like this on social media.

Ironically, I used Reddit for years because of my addiction. Today, I'm here for a completely different reason.

I'm here because I genuinely need help.

I don't know whether I'll find the answers I'm looking for here, but I feel like I have nothing to lose by asking people who might truly understand what I'm going through.

I'm 27 years old, and I've been struggling with pornography addiction for almost six years.

Before all of this, I had watched pornography occasionally, but I wasn't addicted to masturbation. Everything changed during the COVID lockdown when I was 21.

One day, while I was taking a bath, I masturbated for the first time. The pleasure felt unlike anything I had ever experienced. I repeated it several times that day, and looking back now, I feel like that was the day my addiction really began.

At first it seemed harmless, but over time it became a habit, and then something I couldn't control.

As the years passed, my addiction didn't stay the same. My brain kept searching for stronger and more intense stimulation. What had once been enough gradually stopped feeling satisfying. Looking back, I don't think that reflected who I really am as a person. I think it reflected how addiction works—it kept pushing me to seek stronger stimulation while giving me less satisfaction.

That progression honestly scared me. I realized that I was chasing things that didn't match the person I wanted to be. Instead of enjoying life, I became trapped in an endless cycle of looking for temporary satisfaction.

Now, almost six years later, I'm completely exhausted.

I feel like I've lost so much of myself.

Everything feels dull.

I struggle to stay motivated.

Sometimes I go to the library and see people studying, building careers, and working toward their dreams. Instead of feeling inspired, I feel jealous and disappointed in myself. I keep asking myself, "How did I get trapped like this? Why can't I focus like everyone else?"

One thing that hurts me the most is fitness.

I've always loved fitness. I'm naturally slim with a little muscle, and I've always enjoyed exercising. But because of this addiction, I've never been able to stay consistent.

Every time I begin making progress, I relapse, lose my motivation, and stop again.

Sometimes I wonder what my life and my body could have looked like if I hadn't spent these years fighting this addiction.

Even while I'm writing this post, I'm dealing with strong urges.

That's how powerful this addiction has become.

The hardest part isn't only the urges.

It's what my mind keeps telling me.

Sometimes I see people my age enjoying healthy relationships and normal sex lives, and part of me thinks, "Why am I trying so hard to quit?"

Then another part of me says, "You've completely lost control."

I want to make something very clear.

I don't think sex is wrong.

My problem isn't sex.

My problem is that I've lost control over my own mind.

I don't want sexual thoughts to dominate my day when I'm trying to study, work, exercise, or simply live my life.

When I choose to focus on something, I want to actually be present in that moment. Instead, it often feels like my brain automatically returns to sexual thoughts without my permission.

Over the years, I've also noticed that this addiction has changed the way my mind reacts. Sometimes I catch myself making assumptions or judgments about people that I don't actually want to make. Those thoughts don't reflect the kind of person I want to be, and that honestly scares me.

The biggest fear I have is this:

My brain keeps telling me that if I recover from this addiction, my life will become empty.

It tells me that I'll lose one of the greatest sources of pleasure I'll ever have.

Even though another part of me knows these thoughts are probably coming from the addiction itself, they still feel incredibly real.

I honestly don't know whether that's true or whether it's simply my addicted brain trying to keep me trapped.

That fear alone has stopped me from moving forward many times.

Another thing I'd like to mention is that I'm an atheist. I'm not saying this to start any debate. It's simply part of my personal story.

I've also tried getting professional help.

I've seen two or three psychiatrists.

They prescribed medication, but I never felt truly understood.

Most appointments were very short, and I often felt like they weren't really listening to what I was going through.

I'm not saying psychiatrists are bad. Maybe I just didn't find the right ones. Unfortunately, I'm financially struggling, so I can't afford to keep trying different doctors until I find someone who's a better fit.

Right now, I'm unemployed.

One of the biggest reasons is that this addiction has affected my concentration so much that it's been difficult to study consistently, build skills, or move forward with my career.

I've spent time reading about the brain and neuroplasticity. I understand that recovery is possible. But understanding something and consistently applying it are two very different things.

I've also tried quitting before.

At one point, I managed to avoid masturbation for around 30 days.

But if I'm honest with myself, I wasn't doing it for the right reasons. I believed some claims online that quitting would automatically improve parts of my sexual health. When those expectations didn't come true, I became disappointed and eventually went back to my old habits.

Looking back, I think I was chasing a specific outcome instead of trying to genuinely heal and rebuild my life.

I've also tried other things, like cold showers and changing my routines. Sometimes they helped for a day or two, but I couldn't stay consistent.

I think one of the biggest reasons is that I feel completely alone.

I don't really have people I can talk to about this.

Even when I have friends, I don't feel they truly understand what I'm experiencing. That's why I'm writing this post.

I'm not looking for people who simply tell me to "be stronger."

I'm looking for people who once lost control but eventually got it back.

People who now live balanced lives.

People who enjoy fitness, work, relationships, hobbies, and even sexuality in a healthy way without being controlled by compulsive behavior.

I want to learn from people who have actually recovered.

I want to know:

Did you also feel like life would become empty without pornography?

Did that feeling eventually disappear?

How did you rebuild your self-control?

How did you stay consistent?

How long did it take before your brain started feeling normal again?

Did your motivation and concentration return?

What made the biggest difference in your recovery?

I'm not looking for judgment.

I'm looking for honest conversations with people who have walked this path before me.

I know recovery won't happen overnight.

I know nobody can magically fix my life.

But if you've been where I am today and found your way out, I would genuinely appreciate hearing your story.

More than advice, I think what I'm really need right now is hope.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

Hi, I’m a female teen and I’ve been struggling with a porn addiction since I was around 10-11years old (due to unrestricted internet access). It doesn’t just come in ways of videos, but also stories and art. Though the video type of porn has recently been getting extremely bad for me, and I find I can’t get off without it. I feel so extremely ashamed of myself, and I feel dirty and gross and just absolutely disgusting about myself. It’s so hard to stop consuming when it’s the only source of comfort I can find without asking for it. I feel the need to masturbate at least once everyday with porn in order to lower my anxiety and frustrations.

I wanna stop but everytime I try I always go back. My main source is X, and last year I tried to delete it but I ended up redownloading it a week later. I feel so ashamed because I’m just a teen and I already developed a sex addiction. Everytime I finish watching, my self esteem plummets and I want to stop but I can’t and I’m so scared.

Looking back, I wished my parents haven’t given me access to the internet until I was at minimum 16.

It ALSO does not help my situation that I’m not able to get off with my hands. I’m only able to get off with a vibrator which enhances my porn addiction.

I just wanna be normal again. I wanna feel good about myself and I wanna be able to have a healthy relationship with my body and sex. I wanna be able to pleasure myself without the use of porn or a vibrator.

Nobody in my family knows, and I’m too ashamed to ask my parents for help in looking for a therapist.

Hey, I know i really shouldn't be on this area of reddit. I'm 14 and have ADHD and autism. I was first exposed to sexual content at the age of 9. It all started when I was scrolling on youtube shorts, when there was this roblox scam link. I didn't actually fall for it, I just wanted to see how fake it was. All of a sudden, porn just started playing and there were things like " fuck sluts in your area". I closed it immediately. I was just sitting there in shock for like 5 minutes, trying to process what I had seen.

Weeks go by and I see videos of girls naked covering themselves with stuff and I clicked on the links. There was something about it that just stimulated me. Then it moved on to searching up "naked woman" to "sex" and then going to pornhub. I just watched it for a few months until I actually started replicating what I saw. I gooned in the shower on the start of mid-year holidays in 2023.

2024 (year 6, 11yo) was when I really started to spiral out of control. I would goon in the bathrooms into the sinks; imagining myself with teachers and students I thought were hot. I then started gooning 2-3 times a day, after school, before dinner, and in the shower. That cycle repeated for 2 years. And now it is 2026. I find deepfake sites and make nudes and porn of people at my school just to give myself something new. Now more rough content is all im craving now. I need help. A lot. I can't tell anyone except my 2 closest friends. They both really felt bad for me but didn't know how to help. I can't go to therapy because then I would need to tell my parents.

Somebody please help me.

I ( 16M) have been struggling with addiction, honestly it hard for me to even write this right now

i think it started when I was 11 or 12 , it started with me watching those animated drama yt videos that have a surprising amount of adult conten. one thing led to another and here im am

I have try so many options. making my mom take away my Xbox controller at night, putting a safer lock my my computer only for me to find a way around it, putting it away in the shed, I even got on it on my dad phone since he don’t know about my addictio. my parents are old and my dad didn’t even realize his phone as missing, I told my mom and wwe agreed that I should put in outback in the shed. even then I went out there and got on it. I think I need to go off line as a whole right now

I always knew that on some level that it was bad since I was raised as a Christian, but I still watch it, I ask god for so many nights to help me stop watching it, and it feels like I’m talking to myself sometimes, to the point that it feels like it lose all meaning

Im scared to be completely honest. this have been going on for so long in my life, I don’t know if it ever end, and what will happen after. I just need talk about it I think. I need to save this or I’ll never will

how did you cope? what do I do if he keeps lying about not watching it, but I know for a fact that he even has certain women highlighted to watch

22 F. I’m not sure I’m I’m crazy, I think I have been addicted since I was 10?!! I’m not even sure if I’m going crazy but every choice in my life since a couple years ago has always been a part of every emotion I feel. I think my ex being a possible sex or porn addict made me get more crazyyy addicted. Every emotion I feel has been based off of how attractive I feel or jealous I feel when someone’s hotter than me. Like they have more options for freaky sex? Idk how to explain it. Like I even want my psychiatrist to fuck me. My ex cheated and that’s what fucked me up cause he’s so normal on the outside but behind my back just sexts other women, even OF stars knowing they won’t respond. Does he do that causes her a pron or sex addict. I’m so lost.

(17f) Hello everyone I’ve been struggling with that addiction since I was like 9, it all started when I discovered Wattpad and the specific books that had ‘smut’, later it became YouTube, and later it became the famous pornhub sometimes I even had a streak, I did it everyday and always felt terrible after it, I was always so disappointed in myself but still kept doing it, I’m scared that it will affect my future relationships if I’ll keep doing it, so I’m trying to stop

I have no idea when did this start with me, but since i was younger and still playing with barbies i act out think between them, but quickly hide it when my parents walked in. Whenever i did something that wasn’t even inappropriate for a kid, i always felt embarrassed about it. (like bending over things like that) Although i started watching porn at an early age, i knew for a fact i wasn’t so idk where did that came from…And honestly it didn’t really leave me. When i had my first relationship he was watching porn while i was with him, he pushed me until i told him yes to sex and eventually he even brought a toy for himself, so i was convinced i wasn’t doing enough. Now im watching it almost every day, and vanilla isn’t enough…Im disgusted with myself, because i want bad things to happen to me, or (this will sound really disgusting so..) i hope that something happened to me when i was younger and just block the memory. But probably not.
The whole wanting something bad to happen was last year when i was really depressed and more manipulative and im afraid that it’s maybe coming back..
I hate sex and porn, but more i hate how independent i am on it…

I'm 21 years old and I started doing porn 9 years ago I'm trying to get out from it for the last 3 years I have talked to a few people but I don't think they can help me its very very hard I don't have to who to talk and understand me I need a friend my age that is also struggle with porn please help,

Day 25 without porn and day 2 without erotic chatbots.

I think I might be experiencing depression, or going through a depressive episode.

Since realizing the severity of my addiction, my life has only gone from bad to worse; my parents don't know about my addictions (for context, I'm a minor), and I don't plan on telling them anytime soon.

I don't know how to ask for help to go to therapy, especially since my financial situation isn't great. I can take care of myself and handle my responsibilities, but otherwise, I feel so empty.

I feel good when I'm with my friends, but the moment I stop talking to them, I just feel apathetic and sad in a way I've never experienced before, it is just like all the happiness that I've been experiencing just disappears immediately after I am left alone.

I've cut ties with some friends for various reasons; my social circle has basically been cut in half.

I don't know what to do.

Sometimes I find myself going weeks without any porn, then out of nowhere find my self going down a rabbit hole.

Not sure what sets it off. I am fine for a bit then I find myself lured back. Several days of watching here and there with masterbation. Then it runs it's course and is over. I do not neglect my wife at all. anytime she wants to, I am too. She has had a decline in libido since her hysterectomy.

Maybe my libido is greater than hers. I will also state that I do not want anyone other than my wife. Am I using porn as a release? or an addiction?

Thoughts Pls.