While it may sound overly simplistic, one of the best things you can do to combat Dianabol side-effects is to live a healthy lifestyle. This shouldn’t come as a surprise, after all, to maintain a proper blood pressure and healthy cholesterol levels you must live a healthy lifestyle. For this reason, you are encouraged to keep an eye on your diet; stay away from foods that are junky, and be sure to get in plenty of healthy fats, as such foods will greatly serve you in a tremendous fashion. Foods that contain omega-3 fatty acids will serve you well. Further, abstaining from alcohol is a great idea, as is any other activity that might bring about undue stress to the body. If you can do these things, keep your doses moderate and supplement for proper periods of time, almost all of you will be fine. We say almost all for one simple reason, we are all unique individuals, and there may be some who even when responsible have problems. Look at it this way, some of us can drink milk, while others can’t and such is the nature of life. Even so, through responsible use, Dianabol side-effects as you can see are very easy to control.
“My problems began when our youth pastor told me that the Bible does not mention masturbation, therefore God must not condemn it. He told us that as long as we were masturbating with thoughts of our future spouse then we were not sinning. My masturbation began slowly—only using it once a week or so. I felt guilty, like I was giving in to sin rather than denying the flesh, but my pastor said it was a helpful tool, and that it even prevented sex crimes when used correctly. Gullible as I was I believed him. I soon began discovering that offering the parts of my body to masturbation did not permanently decrease desire or relieve pressure–quite the opposite–the more I masturbated the more I enjoyed it and the more I engaged in it. I honestly do not know what happened–one day I had just finished masturbating along side a farm road, for the third time that day, when it dawned on me that I was a slave to masturbation. What started innocently, and with the full approval of a religious authority, trapped me into a vice that completely choked out all spiritual life in me. “Oh how I wish that pastor had preached the Word correctly, even if it would have made him less popular. I wish he had explained to me that unless I denied myself (not indulged myself) and took up my cross daily I would not be worthy to be His disciple. I wish he had told me about the principle of slavery–that we are slaves to whatever we offer ourselves to. I wish he had told me, plain and simple, that it is so much easier to totally and completely refuse masturbation–that it is not even an option for a Christian–than to attempt to “control it” and “only use it under certain circumstances.” If only he had not used that worn-out phrase “the Bible doesn’t mention it” and instead taught the principles of Scripture. I am not blaming him; my own deceptive heart loved hearing what he preached, and I am responsible for my own actions. I just wish I would have had a man of God who could have helped me learn to deny and crucify rather than rationalize and justify.”