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I Relapsed After Not Watching Porn for 90 Days
The life of a porn addict is nothing if not confusing. Most days it's, at a minimum, haphazard at best. After giving up porn three years ago, I began the terrifying journey of getting out of it. After relapsing for three weeks in November, I now know what I must do to stay the course.
How to Approach Women With Authenticity and Confidence
In the coaching work I do, I often find myself in the middle of two groups of people that both want the same thing. One one side, there's men that wish they could stop making excuses and approach women. On another, there's women who want to stay open to men's advances, but have had one too many conversations with guys who had no idea what they were doing.
Be the Guy a Woman Tells Her Girlfriends About
We've all seen them. Groups of women huddled together in coffee shops, in bars, on a beach or in a break room. We've seen the way they gesticulate, raise their voices, how detailed and story-like their conversations can become.
How to Approach Casual Sex Without Acting Like a Douchebag
Having casual sex in today’s hook up culture can sometimes feel like you’ve committed to a bumper car ride at an amusement park. Strapped in on all fronts, you don’t drive as much as steer through a loud area filled with desire, mystery and potential suitors as you try to make it safely to the other side.
What Happens When You Stop Watching Porn for 90 Days
If I seem a little out of it, bear with me. I'm still trying to get used to this new routine I've got going. In the mornings, I get up early and ease around the apartment. I walk onto the porch as the sun is unfolding and read some Rumi poetry or Raymond Carver if it's not too cold to be out there.
Looking at Naked Women in Real Life
There was a time not so long ago when attempting to look at naked women was always somewhere on my list of daily goals. It was in the 90s when internet access was paved with dial-up. A time for curiosity, imagination, and the occasional scrambled, soft-core film on cable.
Sleeping in My Car at the End of the Month
Things are tough going for me these days. They’re tough for a lot of people and I just happen to be part of the group. I’m being stretched to my limit on all ends and every time the sun sets, I tend to sit for a few minutes, take some deep breaths and remember there’s a chance to see another one.