7 Days of Semen Retention: The Raw, Brutal Truth

[falcon1]

I just did 7 days of semen retention. By the 6th day, everything hit me hard—memories from my childhood, all the pain, the abuse. But instead of letting that drown me, I felt something shift.

I felt powerful, like I’m the chosen one. It’s like unlocking a hidden version of myself, and I think that’s the high testosterone kicking in, pushing me to realize things I’ve been blind to.

It’s not some magic fix, but it’s life-changing. It makes you face yourself—your past, your darkness—and come out feeling stronger.

But here’s the brutal part—after I relapsed, I swear to Allah, my body feels wrecked. My elbows, knuckles, knees—every joint feels locked up can barely bend them without extreme pain, and they crack like I’m falling apart.

This hit right after I ejaculated while watching porn at 2 a.m. yesterday. It’s insane how taxing it is on your body. You think it’s just a quick release, but the price you pay physically is no joke.

I only did it to confirm what I already knew—semen retention is real, and the damage from breaking it is brutal.

No excuses, just facts.

 

[falcon1]

After I relapsed, everything got **f*cked** up. My IQ feels like it dropped; my focus is shot, and my mental clarity is gone. Ideas that used to flow are now stuck in quicksand. My brain is a foggy mess, drowning in regret, and my skin looks like shit. I look in the mirror and see a zombie—exhausted and completely out of sync.

This confirms the infamous “myth” about masturbators being zombies at 16 while healthy, vigorous celibates thrive at 70. They’ve been lying to us, pumping billions into scientific research to push the narrative that it’s healthy. But look at me—I’m proof that this isn’t just a harmless habit. My creativity is snuffed out, and every attempt to write feels like hitting a brick wall. The energy I had is gone, replaced by suffocating lethargy. It’s insane how quickly everything turned to crap—my body, my mind, my spirit—all wrecked.

This isn’t just a moment of weakness; it’s a brutal reminder of how deep the effects of a relapse can cut.

 

[falcon1]

I’m most of y’all won’t read this but at lest I can save 1 person for the mistakes I made