u/Fresh-Courage3919

Somehow, starting in like September (I think) of 2024, I started a pornfree streak (meaning literally nothing, not even vanilla pictures) that lasted about 7 months. I don't know how I did it. It was difficult, lonely, and I started to see the hole inside me that the porn was filling.

At the same time it was the most transformative period of my life. I almost completely lost that awful "lust seeking" feeling that I'm sure a lot of you know and started to make real friends with the women in my life. As well as just getting out there and feeling more confident generally. I felt like a real and worthwhile person in the world.

Starting in like June of 2025, things quickly started spiraling downward. I quit my job, lost a lot of the connections I'd made due to people moving during that summer, and my drinking reached a new level. After a brief vacation with family, I moved into a new house with one other guy where I began to feel extremely isolated. I was drinking 2-4 drinks pretty much every night. And of course, the porn crept back in. At first, really slowly. I'm talking like once every couple weeks or once a month at most. And to the most vanilla reddit clips you can imagine.

I thankfully reconnected with a couple people from that job I quit and that helped me immensely through a few months. I at least had people to see and go out with on the weekends. But eventually even that started to go away. And at that point my drinking and isolation were completely out of control. I'd spend days alone, only leaving the house to DoorDash, and then coming back to drink all night.

In a sort of desperation I took an opportunity to move cities and try living with a long time friend. I thought it would be a good change of scenery and that things would improve. Nope. I cannot describe the way I feel currently. Sick all the time, not wanting to see anyone or do anything, a complete lack of impulse control. Heavy drinking every night, heavy content consumption, more porn use. All of it. My confidence and sense of self has just evaporated. I don't know what I'm hanging onto anymore.

I don't know where to even start with this. I can feel my mind shifting into that old, immature, isolated, and sex obsessed state that I never ever thought I'd have to face again. Fuck this shit. Does anyone have any advice for simple first steps to get out of this situation? I'm feeling extremely empty and hopeless. Thanks for reading

I'm wondering if any cops have an explanation for this experience, which has happened to me just a couple times.

A couple nights back I went out late to grab a drink from the gas station and I was pretty much the only person on the road. I was going about 63 in a 55 zone when I passed a cop chilling just off the road with his lights off. I immediately had a bad feeling about that and sure enough his headlights come on and he gets right up on my ass pretty much instantly.

This dude must've tailgated me for at least two miles like that, just us on the road. I didn't panic and slow way down, didn't do anything stupid. Just kept going, absolutely certain that any second his lights were coming on. Nope- he eventually backed off and I made my turn. WHY?? I don't get it. All that anxiety for nothing...

So, I took the time to read some other posts from people with a similar issue and witnessed literal hellfire coming down on them in the comments section. I'm starting to think that yes ITA but I don't know man.

We just got a new Roomate in our house and he generally seems like a cool dude. Only issue has been that he's in the common area almost constantly. A couple of things before I continue though. A.) He just moved to this area and is still looking for a job. B.) I'm definitely an introverted person and have in the past had unreasonable expectations of people behaving the same way as me.

Still, this is getting to me. There has not been a moment that I walk through or use the common space when he isn't either watching tv or on his computer in the kitchen. I will say straight up that sometimes I just want to cook a meal or sit for a second, alone.

Is it unreasonable to expect them to spend time in the room or do I just need to get tf over it? I have some issues from childhood, and when I'm doing anything around someone I don't know very well I do have this feeling like I'm being watched or judged. Maybe some of y'all can relate. Please let me know. Thanks for reading