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The Futility of Jerking Off (for 28 years).
6 months ago
In the Summer of 1997, I experienced my first premature ejaculation. Waking up in the morning and on vacation, no less. The quintessential "wet dream", which I did not understand before.
Ever since that uneventful morning, every day in my young adulthood was governed by the quest to get that cheap thrill once again. And again. And again. And again...
...and again until my bal-- no, until my mind was at ease.
After 28 years of onantistic addiction, finding tantalizing imagery and taking my pent up lust out on the most comfortable furnishings available, I have come to a cognitive standstill, if not an abrupt dysfunction. It has granted me a more clear reflection on how sexual fantasizing affected my past, and I would like to record and share what I've learned here for the sake of enlightenment for you and the retention of sanity and intellectual fulfillment for myself.
I learned that if you keep holding onto a sexual fantasy, a source of onanistic behavior, to the point of ignoring what's more important in life, you feel like dying a little every day. No matter how much time or money you spend to fill that void, nothing else appeals or matters to you like they did before. You can't enjoy a movie, TV show, or any lore-driven work of fiction, if I tried. It's all wind and sails at that point, so you have to rely on the more mundane, commonplace, but fond necessities to drive yourself forward: food, music, outdoor natural beauty, and good health.
So I will say to you, my fellow onanistic mediocrities: if your sexual livelihood (or lack thereof) brought your life to a similar halt like mine did, you just might have let pornography rule your balls. One more justified reason why the U.S. federal government wants to ban it. Right? I mean, who knows how our society will change when people of our intellectual kind is blocked out of existence?
Until that time in history, I will continue to make furry smut art. For my sanity AND your enjoyment.
Ever since that uneventful morning, every day in my young adulthood was governed by the quest to get that cheap thrill once again. And again. And again. And again...
...and again until my bal-- no, until my mind was at ease.
After 28 years of onantistic addiction, finding tantalizing imagery and taking my pent up lust out on the most comfortable furnishings available, I have come to a cognitive standstill, if not an abrupt dysfunction. It has granted me a more clear reflection on how sexual fantasizing affected my past, and I would like to record and share what I've learned here for the sake of enlightenment for you and the retention of sanity and intellectual fulfillment for myself.
I learned that if you keep holding onto a sexual fantasy, a source of onanistic behavior, to the point of ignoring what's more important in life, you feel like dying a little every day. No matter how much time or money you spend to fill that void, nothing else appeals or matters to you like they did before. You can't enjoy a movie, TV show, or any lore-driven work of fiction, if I tried. It's all wind and sails at that point, so you have to rely on the more mundane, commonplace, but fond necessities to drive yourself forward: food, music, outdoor natural beauty, and good health.
So I will say to you, my fellow onanistic mediocrities: if your sexual livelihood (or lack thereof) brought your life to a similar halt like mine did, you just might have let pornography rule your balls. One more justified reason why the U.S. federal government wants to ban it. Right? I mean, who knows how our society will change when people of our intellectual kind is blocked out of existence?
Until that time in history, I will continue to make furry smut art. For my sanity AND your enjoyment.
Besides which, the US government isn't justified in its effort to ban pornography. There's no evil being done by some guy looking at a screen at home. If our society is so weak that it can be destroyed by masturbation, or television watching, or video games, or any other physically harmless activity, we can't save it by banning every slight breeze that might blow it down. I don't want my countrymen getting arrested for drawing a cartoon, which is where we're headed if those Project 2025 nutjobs have their way.
It's important to acknowledge you have these desires and make peace with it. Do that, and self control becomes easier. At least it has for me. Of course getting older has helped things as well.
I don't judge either. So long as it doesn't hurt anyone.
Honestly, though, I can't tell if you're joking or not, which isn't helping XD
If you're not being serious, then thank you for this!
If you are, maybe you just need a change of pace? Check in with friends, find a new hobby?