Greg Harmon Facebook ad: “It Was Never About Blood Flow”

Ran for 3 days, from July 12 to July 15, 2026, the last day Crush saw it.
Run by Greg Harmon on Facebook. Crush is not the advertiser and does not verify its claims. See this ad in Meta's Ad Library(opens in a new tab)
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- Meta Ad Library ID
- 4384872038439521
- Platforms
- Facebook, Instagram, Audience Network and Threads
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I could get hard with my wife, but couldn’t keep it. Tried everything, nothing worked. It took me 14 years to find out why. It always started the same way. Not in the bedroom. Before that. The second I knew where the night was heading, the worry kicked in. Here’s what nobody told me. Every pill I tried made it worse. Not because they were dangerous. Because they gave me hope, and then they took it away. I tried the beetroot capsules. The L-arginine. The citrulline stacks. The nitric oxide boosters with the big claims on the label. I even tried a pump. Some of them did nothing. A few seemed to help for a week, maybe two. Then they faded, just like everything else. But here’s what each one actually did to me. Every time I tried something new and it failed, the loop got tighter. Try. Fail. Get into bed with more doubt than before. That’s what the solutions did. They didn’t just fail. They trained me to expect failure. Even Viagra turned on me. It worked at first. Then one night it didn’t. That was the worst one of all. The one thing I could count on had quit too. After that I gave up. I figured everyone was right. It’s your age. It’s stress. It’s in your head. Just relax. But I couldn’t let it go. Late one night I read something that stopped me cold. It said none of this was ever about blood flow. I put my phone down for a second. Because blood flow was the whole reason behind every single thing I’d bought. It said your body runs on a battery. A molecule called NAD+. When you’re young, that battery is full. After 30 it starts to drain. By my age it’s running at about half. That’s when it hit me. A dying battery means your body can’t do what it used to. Getting hard gets harder. Morning wood goes first. But the part that got me was this. Staying hard runs on that same battery the whole time. So the second the charge dips mid-sex, your body can’t hold it. It drains out. You go soft. That was me. Every single time. Then it clicked why nothing I’d ever tried had worked. All of it was pushing on blood flow. Not one was charging the battery. It was like pressing harder on a remote with dead batteries. Doesn’t matter how hard you press. But the article had a warning. Most NAD+ supplements get destroyed before they reach your cells. But there’s a version wrapped in a thin coat of fat that actually gets through. So I started looking for something that charges the battery. Most of what I found were just blood flow supplements with a different label. But then I came across one built around NAD+ with the fat coating the article talked about. My first thought was: here we go again. But that felt different. It wasn’t aimed at blood flow. It was going after something none of the others ever touched. So I ordered one called Hormizon. Two capsules a day. First two weeks, nothing much. A little more energy in the afternoon, but nothing where it mattered. I figured I’d wasted my money again. Then around week 3, I woke up before the alarm and it was there. Hard. On its own, the way it used to be every morning when I was younger. I didn’t move. I just laid there, almost afraid to believe it. By week 5 or 6 it was happening more mornings than not. Then about 2 weeks after that, we ended up in bed together. I felt myself start to brace, same as always, waiting for the moment it would slip. But it didn’t slip. It was still there. And so was I. Not in my head, not checking. Just there with her. The Viagra went in the drawer. I haven’t reached for it since. Now I don’t brace anymore. I reach for her without thinking about it. Most nights I forget it was ever a problem. Nobody was wrong. Not the doctor. Not the supplements. Nobody knew. They were all just looking in the wrong place. It was the battery draining the whole time, while everyone kept pointing me somewhere else. The one I found is called Hormizon. A liposomal NAD+ formula made for men. It comes with a 90-day money-back guarantee, so there’s no risk in trying it. If you’re still going soft when it counts, tired of things that quit on you, hear me out. It might not be any of that. There’s a real reason behind it. And this is what finally broke the cycle for me. Here’s the one I take: https://hormizon.com/products/vitality-complex-nad PS. Give it the full run before you judge it. Nothing happened for me the first couple weeks either. I almost quit. I’m glad I didn’t.
Where the ad sends people
hormizon.com
It Was Never About Blood Flow
Hormizon
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