You were young. Maybe really young. You were still exploring the desires and urges that are natural for a guy your age, but you quickly discovered porn and realized that it was a way to fulfill all those desires. You didn’t even have to put in the work of using your imagination, let alone finding a woman to help you sate them.

Porn is the reason you never talked to that cute girl in third period. Porn is the reason you pretended to ignore the girl that always blushed when she looked at you in high school. Porn is the reason you could never even conjure the confidence to hold a girls hand when you finally went on a date with one, if you even made it that far. Porn was always there for you, satisfying your deepest desires and stripping you of the motivation required to really pursue romance.

And now you’re alone. Your chance for cute high school romance is long since out the window. You met a girl in a bar once, or maybe at a concert, but she wasn’t able to arouse you the way porn does. Your body wasn’t interested in her because her breasts weren’t bigger than her head, or her skirt wasn’t short enough, out there wasn’t mascara streaming down her cheeks. So you couldn’t get aroused, and once again, you were left all alone. But at least you still had porn.