“So I find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me.”
— Romans 7:21
Day 5.
I went to school today. I did good — and that made me happy.
Some girls approached me, and it felt good too. But it also made me realize something important: my shame and regret from pornography have been shaping my relationships for years. Every time I meet someone I’m attracted to, something feels wrong inside me — like I’m not enough, or like I’m carrying something dirty that I can’t show.
Now that I’m 31, I have to face that clearly.
I have to see myself as I am — not as a victim, but as a man who is learning to rebuild his mind.
I’m cutting down on scrolling. I’m not watching porn. I’m starting to reclaim time and energy. But I still have one chain I need to break — drinking.
Saturday night I went out. Every place I went to, I had to have a drink. It wasn’t optional. It felt like a compulsion. The book I read calls it running amok — and that’s exactly what it feels like. When I drink, I want to let loose, go here, go there, chase that feeling of being free. But instead of actually being free, I get trapped — trapped in my own head, overthinking, disconnected.
I can see it now:
Porn, drinking, fast food, scrolling — they all come from the same place. A restless spirit looking for peace in all the wrong ways.
I have to stop drinking for a while.
I need to see what life looks like without escape.
Maybe that’s where real peace begins — not in the release, but in the restraint.