Keel has four parts. Each one does a single thing, and none of them decides anything for you.
One number, set once: how many times a week you masturbate. Say three. Say two.
Nothing is pre-filled and nothing is recommended. You can change it from anywhere in the app, in two taps, and Keel never asks you to confirm that you meant it.
You log each time — one tap. If porn was involved you can note that. You don’t have to.
One sentence, written the moment you’re about to masturbate. Bored. Stressed. Lonely. Been drinking. Can’t sleep. Nothing in particular.
Then you decide. Writing it down is what turns the moment into a decision instead of something that just happens.
Keel blocks nothing. It has no way to.
One sentence. Not a paragraph, not a journal entry, not a mood scale from 1 to 10.
Every Sunday the week closes. One notification, and it is the only scheduled message the app sends.
You get the Band — a corridor with your line as its two edges and your actual count drawn through it — and three numbers. How many times you went. How that sits against your line. How many of the last ten weeks held.
Then the notes you wrote, grouped. Four times over your line, and three of them said stressed.
Nothing is attached to any of it. A week you went over is drawn in the same colour, at the same weight, as a week you didn’t.
The same picture across months instead of weeks.
Bearing keeps every week, including the ones over the line. Nothing clears and nothing restarts.
There’s no score. No streak, and no counter of consecutive days in any form. No message when you go over, and no message when you don’t. Keel reports. What you do about it is yours.