Eric's Story With
Porn-Induced Erectile Dysfunction
My Story:
I tried every pill, herb, cream, powder, mushroom blend, root, and quick-fix gimmick I could get my hands on...
Why?
Because, I was exactly in your shoes.
Hi, my name is Eric Lougheed, and as a US Army veteran, I got into porn addiction and ultimately became trapped in PIED. The man in the picture below is me.
In August of 2001, at just 19 years old, I enlisted into the US Army. Not long after I was deployed to IRAQ
Where It Started:
Iraq was brutal. I was barely an adult, yet suddenly thrown into the middle of a battlefield where life and death blurred together every day. Some soldiers had snuck in dirty magazines, and what started as harmless "relief" in the middle of chaos quickly became routine. We'd line up in the porta-johns and joke about the "Jackshack." Even the higher-ups laughed about it.
This is where my journey into Porn Addiction began.
That's where the seed was planted... Porn wasn't just entertainment anymore; it became an escape.
When I returned from deployment, a friend introduced me to porn movies. For the first time, I had unlimited access to countless scenes, anytime, anywhere, all at my fingertips.
At the time, it felt harmless. I was 21, and my "soldier" still worked fine, so I didn’t see the damage it was doing. But the truth is, my brain was already being rewired.
Later, the Army offered me an $18,000 re-enlistment bonus to stay in the army, but I walked away.
The poor leadership in the Army damaged my self-worth, and Porn became my quick fix, my way to numb out the pain and frustration.
I got married, hoping to start fresh... but instead, it all collapsed.
My wife and I were mentally and physically disconnected. For two years straight, porn became my secret outlet. I couldn't understand it... Why could I get hard to pixels on a screen, but not to the woman I loved?
That confusion quickly turned into panic. I went to a doctor, got pills, and for two weeks, it felt like I had the old me back. Then, nothing. My body went numb.
Out of desperation, I tried penile injections. Imagine that, standing in your bathroom, jabbing a needle into your manhood, praying it will work. And for a few sessions, it did...
But then nothing. Not even with porn.
Thats when it his me. The shame was unbearable.
I felt broken as a man. I would sit on the edge of my bed, head in my hands, wondering if I'd ever be able to satisfy a woman agian.
I remember staring at my reflection one night, and I didn't even recognize the man looking back.
That wasn't me. That was a shell. That was devastation.
Eventually I discovered what was really going on: this wasn't physical ED... It was Porn-Induced Erectile Dysfunction, a mental battle I didn't know how to fight.
I hired a coach. He told me to quit porn but gave me no real roadmap. By sheer willpower, I made it 77 days clean. Then I relapsed. Again. And again.
Each time I relapsed, the self-hatred grew deeper.
There Had To Be A Better Way To Solve My Porn Addiction!
Something inside me knew there had to be a better way. I started journaling every time I felt the pull toward porn.
I tracked my triggers, the thoughts, the emotions, the exact moments I slipped. Slowly, I started to see the patterns.
Half the solution was awareness. The other half was building systems to outsmart the urges—and more importantly, to become the kind of man who didn’t need porn anymore.
Through relentless trial and error, I built those systems. I mind-mapped my triggers, rewired my habits, and reshaped my identity.
Slowly, porn lost its grip on me.
And here’s the best part: those same strategies have now worked for over 3,000 men.
It worked. I was finally free from the constant battles AND limitless failure, able to focus on life without the looming fear of relapsing.
No more wasted energy being drained from my life.
BUT IN THE BEDROOM, I STILL COULDN'T GET IT UP.
WHAT NOW?
Even after beating porn, there was still one mountain left: the bedroom.
I still couldn’t perform. No one had ever taught me about the science behind bonding, about oxytocin—the love hormone that rewires the brain for connection and melts away performance anxiety.
I began experimenting with Partner Connection Activities that activated oxytocin—not just through sex, but through presence, touch, and intimacy that went far deeper than physical.
That’s when it all changed.
Suddenly, I was back in control. No more pills. No more needles.
Just pure, unshakable confidence and a deeper connection with my wife than I’d ever experienced before.
THAT WAS THE REAL TRANSFORMATION
And it’s the transformation I now give to other men who are ready to be done with this prison, once and for all—the chance to reclaim their power, their masculinity, and their freedom.
