Background: Introvert mid/late 30s gamer hermit, hiding in apartment flat with no job since dropping out of high school, severe social anxiety and depression, no real friends, unable to meet people and do conversation, can't do anything social without anxiety attacks, last contact to other gender 15 years ago, switching between YouTube and porn sites all day long, nihilist world view. PMO addiction since 2000. In 2014 was the first time when I found out about YBOP. I managed to quit P for half a year, but not MO, streaks never lasted longer than 1-3 days. Then relapsed completely. In late 2017 I found God in the Bible. Now I had someone to pray to and P became sin. Great! To get the P problem solved once and for all, I asked God for a unicorn, a woman companion, who is young and beautiful, a virgin (yeah sure), likes having children, musically gifted like me, and on top of is a Bible-reading Christian (a new criteria I didn't have before). Or in other words: The most unrealistic disney/anime fantasy I could think of. Stuck in my apartment alone with nowhere to go, I couldn't imagine how such a bold prayer could be answered at all - maybe some consolation price in the far future. In early 2019 I hit rock bottom in life and asked Jesus to heal me from PMO sin at least for Easter. On Palm Sunday 2019 Jesus set me on NoPMO: No urges for the following 30 days. Day 6: Get bold, fight my social anxiety and enter church for the first time. Was a closet Christian until then. Day 8-17: Meet up with many new people during various church activities, who actually seem to like me. Get used to leaving the comfort zone all the time now. Day 20: Random women on the bus prefer seats next to me instead of plenty other free ones. Don't care about accidental physical contact and jump out of the way, when I start moving to get up. Day 22: Social anxiety completely gone. Completely confident now with new and known people. Day 25: Unicorn gets delivered. I'm not kidding: 18 years old ravishingly beautiful Bible-savvy girl appears in church recreational activity, states how she loves children, then sings like an angel and plays guitar. After singing the unicorn immediately gets drawn to me and voluntarily sits next to me for more than an hour, asks me about my faith and my conversion story. Nothing prepared me for this, but I explain everything, while staying fully confident and collected. I start sweating at bit, but the brain stays crystal clear the whole time, no nervousness, no anxiety, no intimidation by her beauty at all and no impure thoughts at all. Old self would have completely frozen in place and stared, while stuttering incoherent crap. Day 29: Unicorn sits next to me in worship service in front of the whole parish and almost faints when standing up to prayer. Seemingly got a bit overwhelmed by the "aura". I was sweating heavily, but enjoying a crystal-clear mind, being absolutely confident, no nervousness, no anxiety. Stayed completely collected when a band member came along after service and asked me a surprise question about me being with her. Remember those times, when you had appropriate answers one minute after the conversation finished? Not anymore. I never ever expected a NoPMO streak to have such an impact on confidence, behavior, decision making and social anxiety, especially not after locking myself in with porn for two decades. Notably the response of women hit me completely unprepared. I wasn't reading these forums, planning any of this or believing in any human "superpowers". I suddenly got free from PMO for a few days, decided to keep that streak, then made a bold step and from there it all unfolded like some disney movie. While I didn't have to fight urges very much (yet), I had to leave comfort zone many, many times during that streak. Every third day or so brought a completely new challenge and once I mastered one, God immediately threw in a new one. And there are still new harder challenges coming up (like speaking in front of the whole congregation for my baptism). My new life experience still feels a little bit surreal compared to the old one. The unicorn and her reaction hit me completely unexpected. I used to view hot women as completely unreachable. Now everything changed. NoFap is weapon-grade material. Conclusion: PMO addiction kills your entire personality and turns you into a complete trainwreck. But recovery is just a few weeks away, even from rock bottom. I just took a crash course in who I really am. It's not "superpowers", it's just regular me, which was hidden under a pile of filth. I think while faith helped a lot with getting everything going, starting the "church challenge" along with NoPMO on day 6 instead of just NoPMO was what made it a success. The new people I met had become "accountability partners" without knowing it, because relapsing would mean showing them my broken PMO self. The latter is such a frightening idea, that I'm actually anxious of MO now. Beside church I didn't do any of the usual self-improvement stuff (entering gym, cold showers etc.). Some habits changed on their own: I haven't touched a video game in 30 days. (Life became exciting enough.) Final note: All doctors, counselors and psychiatrists I ever visited have completely failed at diagnosing the actual problem and offering a solution.