I am almost 19 going share what i regret

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I am almost nineteen years old, and for the first time I want to speak honestly about my regrets. This is not easy to admit, but silence has only made it worse. My biggest regret is lust. It didn’t start with real connection, love, or meaning. It started with pixels on a screen. Something empty that slowly took control of my mind.

I was young when it began, too young to understand what I was doing to myself. What felt harmless at first turned into a habit, and then into a cycle I couldn’t escape. I kept chasing a feeling that never truly satisfied me, watching someone else live what I thought I wanted, while I stayed alone on the other side of the screen. I wasn’t living my own life I was wasting it, moment by moment.
Quitting has never been simple. People say it’s just about willpower, about “overcoming lust,” but they don’t talk about how deeply it roots itself in your thoughts. Some days I would make progress one day clean, then seven days, sometimes even thirty. And then I’d fall again. Every relapse felt heavier than the last, like proof that I was weak, broken, or failing myself all over again.
I’ve been dealing with this since I was thirteen. That means some of the most important years of my life were shaped by guilt, secrecy, and shame. Instead of growing, learning confidence, or building real connections, I was trapped in a loop. I did it week after week, telling myself I’d slow down, that I’d change tomorrow. Going from seven times a week to six felt like progress, but deep down I knew the damage was still there.
Lust didn’t just steal my time. It drained my energy, clouded my mind, and hurt my body. It took pieces of my teenage years that I can never get back. While others were discovering who they were, I was hiding, numbing myself, and carrying regret far too early in life.

Now, standing on the edge of adulthood, that regret feels heavy. I mourn the version of myself I could have been the discipline I could have built, the confidence I could have earned, the years I could have lived more fully. This isn’t just about quitting a habit anymore. It’s about reclaiming what’s left of my future and refusing to let the past define the rest of my life.

I can’t undo what happened, but I can finally admit the truth: lust cost me more than I ever realized, and learning that lesson hurts more than anything else.

Thank you cracked.sh reading this

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