“Everything exposed by the light becomes visible—and everything that is illuminated becomes a light.”
— Ephesians 5:13
I remember how it really started.
It wasn’t pornography right away. It was those TV channels—MTV, BET, VH1—music videos and beach parties with women dancing in bikinis. I was just a kid, but I remember how much it aroused me. I would flip through channels looking for that fix—that rush that made me feel alive for a few seconds.
As time went on, I discovered more late-night channels. That’s how it grew. That’s how my drive for digital arousal began.
Now that I’ve stopped watching porn, I notice myself repeating the same pattern in a different form. I’m not on porn sites, but I’m on YouTube watching runway videos, bikini shows, anything that recreates that same feeling. It’s the same doorway, the same chemical reaction.
But this time I see it.
I know that if I keep feeding it, I’ll drift back to pornography again.
And I can’t. I won’t.
Because that feeling gives me nothing I can use—it’s all digital, all empty.
I live in the physical world. I want real connection, not simulation.
Maybe one day I’ll travel, meet people, see beauty in person—but not through a screen.
I’m grateful for this level of consciousness.
Because now, when the urge comes, I can call it out for what it is—a ghost from my past trying to lead me down the same dark road.
This time, I’m walking the other way.
Would you like your Day 23 entry to focus on “Replacing the Digital with the Real”—writing about how you can fill that space with genuine experiences, creativity, and physical life