Porn Is Killing Indian Relationships, and Men Won’t Stop Watching

Picture this: you’re sitting across from your partner, basking in the glow of domesticity—or at least a Netflix subscription. You think you’re in the sequel to The Notebook. He thinks he’s in…well, a private screening of somewhere-no-one-should-be-on-the-internet-o’clock. And that, my friend, is where the romcom becomes a psychological thriller. Because, let’s be honest, porn addiction isn’t just a “men will be men” issue. It’s a men are trashing their relationships and calling it ‘entertainment’ issue. Let’s dissect, shall we?


First up, let’s address the absolute circus of excuses. Porn addiction? Sharing links on Telegram? Saving videos on Terabox? Oh, it’s just “normal.” Boys will be boys, right? Sure, because apparently “entertainment” now includes objectifying women who don’t even know you exist while pretending your partner’s feelings don’t matter. The logic is simple: why respect your real-life partner when you can bond with your bros over stolen content and softcore videos? Romantic, isn’t it? But here’s a reality check: every time you send that link or scroll through those thirst traps, you’re telling your partner she’s not enough. You’re choosing fleeting, soulless gratification over the person who actually cares about you. Bravo. Truly inspiring.


Now let’s talk about how men use their partners physically while mentally starring someone else in their...well, let’s call it fantasy films. You’re lying next to him, fully invested emotionally, physically, spiritually—heck, you probably even folded his laundry. Meanwhile, he’s saying, “Goodnight, babe,” only to pop on his AirPods and cue up his nightly parade of digital strangers. Ladies, this isn’t just a red flag. It’s the whole carnival. He’s checked out of reality, where love and intimacy require effort, and has checked into a space where pixels do all the heavy lifting. And sure, he’ll say he loves you. But actions speak louder than words—or in this case, louder than the incognito browsing history he thinks you don’t know about. Stay classy, guys.


Let’s not sugarcoat it: if you prioritize two-dimensional screens over a three-dimensional partner who loves you, you’re not just weak—you’re cowardly. It takes zero courage to click “play” on a video, but it takes real guts to invest in a relationship, to be vulnerable, to show up for the person who sacrifices for you. And don’t even get me started on the irony of worshiping some stranger on a screen who wouldn’t know you from the pizza guy while sidelining the one person who actually has your back. The audacity, truly. Weak men love weak excuses. And porn addiction is the weakest of them all.


Now, let’s get scientific. Men who rely on porn end up with...let’s say, less-than-impressive resumes in the bedroom. Shorter stamina? Check. Trouble keeping it together? Double check. And long-term issues like reduced fertility? Oh, you better believe that’s a triple check. And you know what’s the cherry on top? They often blame women for this. Because why take accountability for the choices you’ve made when you can just gaslight your partner into thinking she is the problem? It’s almost laughable how predictable it is. Almost.


Here’s a hard truth: it’s never just porn. It’s an unspoken message, delivered in high-definition clarity, that your partner isn’t enough. That instead of communicating your dissatisfaction—or, I don’t know, working on it—you chose escapism. You chose silence. You chose disrespect. And sure, he’ll swear up and down that he “only loves you,” but actions and words can’t hold hands here. You don’t get to dehumanize your partner by night and call her your soulmate by day. That’s not love; that’s damage control.


Now, the pièce de résistance: the mental gymnastics. He’ll convince himself (and maybe even you) that he’s still the good guy in this scenario. “But I love you,” he’ll insist, as if that erases the late-night digital betrayals. Here’s the thing: love isn’t just a word. It’s accountability. It’s respect. And when trust is broken, no amount of flowery declarations can glue it back together. Once you’re the partner who finds out, you’re also the partner who can’t un-know.


Men who spiral into porn addiction often wear a mask of insecurity masquerading as confidence. Deep down, they don’t believe they’re enough—so they seek validation in a space where they never have to prove themselves. No effort required, no real-life stakes. And the hypocrisy? These are the same men who’ll post #JusticeForHer Instagram stories during a rape case, all while sliding into Telegram groups asking for leaked videos. Bravo, truly.

So, where does this leave us? It leaves women in relationships with men who are too cowardly to face their own flaws, too weak to prioritize real intimacy, and too delusional to admit the damage they’ve done. And the kicker? They’ll still try to play the victim when confronted. But here’s the truth, plain and simple: if you have to hurt someone to feel whole, you were never whole to begin with. So, dear reader, if you’re nodding along because this feels too relatable, just remember this: you’re not crazy. You’re not overreacting. You’re just realizing that some plot twists aren’t worth sticking around for. And if that means turning this romcom into a solo success story? Well, that is a movie worth watching.