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Nofap november 12 days in. My urges are through the roof and my will power grows weaker by each passing day. Its times like these that its important to remember why you started in the first place.

I had a weird thought the other day. I thought it would be better to die than to fail nofap for the millionth time. Why? Why would i have thoughts like these? I was surprised by my thinking. Then i started to remember all the times that I have failed nofap when i said to my self that this month would be it. It got me thinking, that we as humans are actually slaves to our own bodies. What? Arent i my own body? No. Theres a primal part to me that i have little control over. Those arent my urges. Thats not what I want. What do i want then? Control. I want control over myself and my physical reality. Is that what I really want? Wouldnt it be better to give in to my animalistic urges and breed like i was meant to? These thoughts eventually bring me to the question. Why am i here? Who am I? Where do i go next?

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