Porn is Good. It's a Social Need

There I said it and I totally mean it. And I’ll prove it to you in the next few minutes.

I am not addicted to porn, in fact, I don’t specially like it because I find it very fake.

Does that mean I don’t get aroused by it? No, I do, as a matter of fact, even those scenes with zero sense where people have sex in a taxi (that’s a thing, no?) Even those get me that tingling sensation between my legs.

I am not lesbian by the way but lesbian porn gets me frisky also.

Well, actually… am I?🤔

Anyway. Do I consume that content? Not at all. I promise.

Have I consumed that content? Absolutely! and here’s a story that I’ll have to tone down to not be told off on the platform:

I was heavily pregnant, in the last couple of months and I was horny AF🤷🏻‍♀️. But don’t you think I wanted regular ‘sex in bed with my partner’ (which, by the way, was great) I craved something else - something off-limits, a fantasy.

So, what did I do? I went on the Internet (we’re talking many years back) and somehow found a website where you could watch porn videos for free.

One of those videos is still crystal clear in my kinky archive.

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There was like a circle, pretty much shaped like the Coliseum but much smaller and like a TV set (well, it surely was exactly that). There was a throne in the middle and the steps around were full of people. It was a group female masturbation.

They were all literally masturbating and squirting all over the place and each other and the moans were insane. We are talking dozens of women.

The one in the throne was being …well, you know, “looked after”🤭 by another 3 or 4 women who knew very well what they were doing.

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I might have watched that video a million times, releasing that sexual tension every single time.

The other video I watched the most? I’ll leave that as a cliff-hanger for next time, but again, it involves a lot of people 😆.

So, if porn is supposedly that addictive and so incredibly bad for you... why am I not addicted?

I’ve “tried” it, I’ve “used” it, and it felt really good at the time - it served a purpose, so to speak.

I’ll tell you why: Because I have a healthy relationship with it. That’s why.

Oh, wait—who are you now? Where’s your PhD? —says the 🤡.

As I always say, I’m constantly earning my PhD in myself; in fact, I recently barely passed in topics I once thought I mastered 😣.

🙋🏻‍♀️I don’t have a healthy relationship with food unfortunately for me and my entire life has been a struggle. I go all the way into something extreme (carnivore, fasting) and then relapse and start eating bread like there is no tomorrow because Hey! I love bread and fucking carbs.

As you can see, I know myself and I hope you do too.

It is all about relationships (funnily enough) but not the kind you may be thinking of: romantic relationships🙄…those are mere temporary games.

The Soulmate Con

Let me be clear here.

The whole idea of a soulmate is just another bullshit narrative sold to us by a society that wants to keep us chasing rainbows instead of facing reality. The notion that there’s one perfect being out there to magically complete you? Pure myth 😕

It’s a trap, a way to avoid doing the hard work of understanding yourself. I mean, I’ve got my own “ongoing PhD in me,” and I know that real relationships aren’t about perfection but about learning from every mistake and evolving.

Romantic relationships? Sure, they’re fun and all, but they’re temporary games, fleeting distractions, hence my opinion on the whole marriage thing (another con). They don’t come with a divine guarantee that you’ll never screw up. And that soulmate idea? It’s a dumb invention, a fairy tale that sets you up for disappointment.

So, wake the fuck up and ditch that outdated fantasy. Embrace the messy, real journey of self-discovery and connection. No one is here to complete you; you’re already whole, just flawed, human, and beautifully complex (yes, sometimes dumb too).

If porn, food, or even that fleeting romance with the idea of a soulmate can turn from a harmless indulgence into an all-consuming need, what does that say about our relationship with the world?

It’s not that these things are inherently evil, they’re just tools, fleeting dopamine hits in a society that’s forgotten how to truly connect.

When we let external fixes dictate our happiness, we set ourselves up for a cycle of craving, overindulgence, and inevitable disappointment.

The real challenge isn’t in avoiding these things; it’s in mastering our relationship with them, understanding that fulfilment comes not from outside sources but from the messy, beautiful work of knowing ourselves.

Porn: A Necessary Release Valve

So here's the bottom line: Porn, when kept in check, is actually a public service. Yeah, I get it, extremes and addictions are real problems. But think about it: society needs an outlet, something that lets us indulge our raw, human desires without leaving a trail of harm or shame. Porn provides that escape, a way to explore, fantasize, and even learn about our own sexuality in a space that, ideally, shouldn’t be tied up with judgment.

Imagine a world without porn😱. What would we do with all that lust? Our desires wouldn't vanish; they'd just fester. Without a safe, consensual outlet, we might end up with a society where frustration boils over into repressive taboos or even dangerous, unhealthy behaviors.

Porn gives us a controlled (although imperfect) release valve, a way to channel our sexual energy without creating chaos. It's not about perfect consumption; it's about having a choice, a place where you can be horny without the added guilt of being shamed.

Earth without porn

So, while I'm all for keeping things balanced and not letting any one thing run wild, let's recognize that porn, in moderation, is doing a public service. It's a reminder that our desires are natural, and that there's nothing inherently wrong with seeking a little pleasure, provided we're smart enough to know our limits and keep it in perspective.

That's why 'knowing yourself' is the only way to master your desires and take control of your own life.

Much love,

Rose 🌹