Sup guys, a little background. Discovered MO by myself when I was ~12yrs old, then moved on to PMO. I never accepted that I was addicted to pornography as it was never a problem during my teenage years, but I guess it was just self-denial. A year or two ago, it became noticeable that my erection wasn't as strong as it used to be, and reality hit me when I couldn't orgasm during the sexual encounters I had during the past two years. I just wasn't able to achieve full erection, and it just didn't feel pleasurable enough to make me climax. Still, I attributed it all to the alcohol consumed ("whiskey dick"), performance anxiety, death grip, or just because the fact that I picked up smoking cigarettes (though all of these could still be valid reasons). For the longest time, I criticized and doubted myself, because I thought something was wrong with me physically. I knew something was wrong, but I just couldn't accept it. It got to the point where I convinced myself that the only way I could experience sex to the fullest was by relying on Viagra. I was experiencing mad ED man... It was only yesterday that I learned the truth about how porn rewires your brain, came to acceptance about my addiction, and took the plunge to conquer this madness. Deleted all the pornography that I had accumulated on my hard drive, and it shocked me when I saw the numbers. It's embarrassing how I didn't see this before, but the stash equaled to about 1-2 TB in total. I knew for sure then that I needed help, and nobody could give it to me except myself. Took the much needed dive and deleted them all, it didn't need much motivation when I knew I needed to do this. Did a couple of goodbye wanks yesterday and called it quits, then started off clean today. I can't lie, it was somewhat difficult. PMO had became a habit I relied on to kill some time, to release some stress, to escape from boredom. But I made it through the first day. Did have some urges and tried to MO w/o porn, but I couldn't get erect w/o it, so I just gave up. Weird thing was that when I made my decision to quit last night, I had multiple dreams with sexualized themes, and kept getting woken up with random erections that just didn't seem to quit. The result was that I didn't get a good night sleep at all, and that made me kind of grumpy. If I didn't know any better I would've thought my brain knew what I was trying to do and was trying to break my determination. But so far so good, no more pornography for me. It just isn't worth it. One question though, if my lust ever builds up to an unbearable level, will just MO be fine? Would it be safe if I use non-nude photographs as inspiration, or should I abstain from visual stimulations all together?