[365-CHALLENGE] THE THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FIVE DAYS CHALLENGE !

28 days

 

Day 1
My first day's gone. I had temptation, to watch pornography since I had already ruined my score, but there is much more in the game. I shouldn't give it up.

 

day 97/365

 

I realized that I have to go through 222 days to get back on this challenge, not 90 days. because we must start on day 0 7+14+21+30+60+90=222
However, It could have been much better if the challenges were consecutive. Like this: a+(b-a)+(c-b)...
On that basis, I must be present in all 7 to 365-day challenges simultaneously.
I'm currently on day 2

 

If it motivates you more, you could also start all challenges at the same time. In that case you always feel the accomplishment of having overcome a new challenge when one finishes, without feeling the need to start over again. Also feel free to join the 365 challenge anytime you want, without starting to count from 0 again. We are all here to improve ourselves, and support each other; whatever motivates you the most to keep going, do it! I hope to see you back on this challenge soon

 

164 days completed.

 

Happy Morning
Day 05/365
Yes I Can..........

 

day 84/365

 

Thanks for your valuable words and your kindness. I'm grateful for your support and encouragement
I've been in all the 7 to 365-day challenges at the same time before. It was a motivating way to improve but unfortunately it took me a lot of time.
In any case, I decided to post again in all challenges and get inspiration and motivation from successful friends like you.
Sorry for my poor English

 

165 days completed.

 

Day 2
Today I'm a bit nervous, fast to anger. It's probably because my schedule is so full,but I need to know that it will be a great day. Bless you all!

 

Day 3

 

85/365...

 

Day O. I just relapsed. And I did it on purpose. Let me explain.

I started my streak on April the 23rd 2019, 414 days ago. It was supposed to be a final, after months of week-long streaks. I carefully selected a porn video that would get me the most aroused, and then I relapsed to porn, one final time. Feeling finally free, having expressed all of my urges, I went on to score the best streak of mine up to that moment. On the 9th of June, 2019, after 47 days, I was feeling really bad; after a full month of pure energy and true, I must say, superpowers (being focused all the time, feeling well and never bored etc.) I had come to a dead end. I felt a stream of energy waiting to be expressed; that is something that you can't always direct into studying or physical exercise: sometimes, it's just the hormones calling. At my age of 16 that is expecially true. As it always happens, I started lying to myself, thinking: "eh, what if I could balance masturbation and my normal life? Like, masturbate one time a week or something..." That's a load of bullshit, right? I happened to have determined that aspect of my life about 60 days earlier, in April, a couple weeks before my final fap to porn: "either I live without PMOing, or I do, and I choose the first one; life with porn is awful". But I didn't care about that and I masturbated anyway, this time without porn. The awful feeling of having just wasted 47 days of efforts to stay clean helped, a lot. I was given by that event motivation to start all over again. Summer of 2019 was the best summer of my life; it wasn't particularly eventful, but it was productive, and I felt calm and profoundly happy. I studied all the time, I watched many films, I had the time and the will to focus on what I like. I felt the enthusiasm of building a streak, a new one, of pushing the boundaries of myself. It was wonderful. Then November came; the previous months had been serene and relaxing for me. November was shit. We were covered with homework and I barely had time to take care of myself. A series of sad events brought 6 weeks of constant stress to me. I never recovered from that. During Christmas holidays my cat died, and, again, I felt like shit. January was a bit better but again, February was shit. Quarantine saved me from imploding, and I experienced two months of relative calm and tranquillity. By this time, Nofap felt more like my routine, and I had lost enthusiasm in my cause, too. Not fapping didn't help with concentration, at all. After so much time, the "superpowers" are just part of your body, and you don't feel them; it's like when you fill a void: at first, water rushes to it, but then it gets calm again. In early May, I stumbled upon some extremely arousing content on the Interet. I risked having an orgasm just by reading this stupid anime. From then on, even though I tried hard, I could never concentrate again; I was compromised, to make it short. Just so you pussies know, I resisted 40 fucking days, before giving up. So we come to today. Nothing particularly eventful happened until 8:30 pm. Then, I got this strapless dildo fantasy. I got on Quora, and 40 seconds later I nearly came, just from reading a post. That ain't normal, it just isn't. All this tension I constantly feel, it's unbearable. You've got to be deeply compromised if you nearly come just by reading a post. So, after having gone around on my bike to distract myself for some time, I decided to relapse. I did. After all of this, the tension inside you makes you tear aparth. Two days ago it was a year of NoFap for me, and I didn't give a damn thing about it. Sometimes, I just realised, you need a failure to start over. Just like the market crashed in 2008, after 25 years of the world economies roaring, I needed to relapse, to get the feeling of starting over, to build on something that isn't distant memories. Now, I'm giving myself some days to think about all this. And then I'll start over. One time I swore that I wouldn't have masturbated until I had a girlfriend to please me, but it's just foolish to think that. So, day O for me.

 

Day 30

 

For someone so young,I must commend you.You write beyond your years and put together an amazing streak of 417!! However, none of us are pussies here. We are fighters! Fighting to regain control again and appreciate what life has to offer and not in a perpetual downward spiral that happens when not facing our problems head on.

 

Day 3
One day nearer to the aim. Yesterday had an amazing day. Went to a small town, where I've met a bunch of people. I was just blessed with this time, that God brought me out of my everyday routine. I'm amazed, and encouraged

 

166 days completed.

 

Thank you, yet I relapsed again yesterday. Yet I will get back up agian.

I do remember you PMOed about the same number of days. It is s*** to relapse after all that effort. Yet glad you are back up and really doing well. That is really inspiring.

I relapsed again yesterday. It was really bad. It is really depressing. Yet I feel a bit better today.

 

Your achievement is impressive, you should be proud of yourself. In the past I also naively believed that I can just promise myself never to do certain things again, but many failures have taught me that life doesn't work that way. Improving oneself is a life long journey and we should be proud of all the progress we made. A momentary failure does not annihilate your achievement, if you stay true to yourself you will rise higher than ever before and spiral upwards. Just don't fall in the trap of guilt, you did great and nobody can take away the things you learned, but you. It's up to you what you make out of it.