The point isn’t so much to fight the urge so much as it is to ignore it, to realize its there but never really acknowledging its presence. The point of Nofap isn’t (entirely) to channel your energy into activities(reading, biking, watever), to keep busy as we’re so often told. It’s to keep busy, to channel all you got into a singular obsession, an obsession so compelling that short of achieving it is on par with death itself. Keyword: compelling. Most of ya’ll are operating on so many diffused fronts, you’re like a chicken with its head cut off. Its about laser-focused productivity on a singular(sometimes more) obsession. Being so entrenched in your pursuit of said obsession that you aint even got time to think about anything else. That’s just one perspective.
The hard truth is, for any number of those supposed reasons for jerking it off to pixels on a screen, they’re all(every single one of them) excuses. People love motivational quotes and its gets them pumped for a little while then the night rolls in and back to square one. Other’s can push and prod you, offer up consolations but when it comes to it, after the 20th relapse, gotta ask yourself: Do you really wanna quit or do you like the IDEA of quitting. It’s really simple. It’s getting really hard to empathize tbh.