How Porn Addiction Destroyed Me and How I am recovering

I’ll never forget the day I hit rock bottom. I woke up, rolled over, and before I even got out of bed, I reached for my phone. Porn. It was my morning ritual. My addiction had spiraled so far out of control that it consumed every part of my life.

But let me start at the beginning.

The Seeds Were Planted Early

I was just a kid when it started. Growing up, I faced sexual abuse. It’s hard to admit, even now. Back then, I didn’t have the words to explain what was happening. All I knew was that it made me feel broken.

By the time I hit my teenage years, I was already looking for ways to escape. That’s when I stumbled across porn. It felt like a lifeline. Something that gave me a sense of control when everything else felt out of reach.

At first it was dirty books that my friends provided me with. Then I graduated to VHS tapes.

And then, the Internet happened.

Suddenly, porn wasn’t just magazines or tapes you had to sneak around to find. It was everywhere. One click. That’s all it took. I was hooked.

Addiction Became My Routine

At first, I didn’t see the problem. Watching porn was “normal,” right? Everyone was doing…