How A Small Break From Porn Rewires Your Brain

My brother lived the nightmare firsthand.

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My brother was 38 when he finally admitted he had a problem.
Not with drugs.

Not with alcohol. With porn.

He was married. He had three kids. And he preferred to masturbate alone in his office rather than have sex with his own wife.

And before you assume this is a moral sermon about good and bad, it’s not. I don’t care about morality. I care about neuroscience. And neuroscience is brutal.

Your brain doesn’t distinguish between real stimulus and digital stimulus. To it, pleasure is pleasure. And the more intense, the better.
Until it isn’t.

I’m not here to tell you porn is bad. I’m not a priest. What matters is what happens in your brain when you consume it. You decide afterward.

The brain is a prediction-learning machine. It learns patterns. It reinforces what works. It discards what doesn’t. That’s how we survive as a species.

It learns arousal the same way it learns everything else: through repetition.

If your brain learns to get aroused by watching other people have sex, guess what? When you’re face-to-face with a real person, the mechanism…