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@Jlied I did make a very small speech and said I was at my one year mark (they all knew from the week before) but it was incongruous because of what had preceded it. So the point I was making is that there’s something slightly odd about milestones. Good odd and bad odd. But it’s irrelevant now because it’s done with and I am pressing onwards.
Meanwhile this broken man and I have forged a friendship of sorts and I have steered him towards one of my “go to” resources: the YouTube lecture called The Great Porn Experiment by the legend Dr Gary Wilson now RIP. If you haven’t seen this Ted talk I highly recommend it. Thoroughly watchable 15 minute explanation of the porn epidemic. In fact even if you have seen it before, I would encourage a second watch. That;s your homework for tonight kids.
Thanks again
@Blondie for the excellent tale above. Complacency point noted. I used to be smug and arrogant but I have lost some of those traits somewhere in the brain mend. I know I am not fixed yet, but the really nice thing is that I don;t actually know under what circumstances I would go back. That’s refreshing. Control of masturbation habits is my number one concern. Yeah yeah yeah….boring! Thing is it’s utterly central to recovery and the good Dr Wilson effectively makes my point. He doesn’t actually say no MO, but he implies it in spades redoubled. Start mending your brain and so many character flaws will drop away as they come along for the ride. It’s magical. Some would call it spiritual, in fact that’s what it feels like. Probably though it’s physical because it’s science. It doesn’t matter how we couch it, it effing works and there’s not enough people yelling this out in the streets.
As the good doctor says, the high speed internet access to all varieties of porn is called The Demise of Guys. He wants the scientific understanding to be The Resurrection of Guys. But the message is still only a trickle out there. We are the Guinea pigs.
Those following my story: sorry, nothing much going on. Wife is in panic mode about going to the US and leaving me and the boys behind. So this will probably be good as a test, but along with the panic has come her forgetting she wanted to discuss her therapy. It couldn’t have been that crucial honestly. Back in the box I go. That said she has upped the general affection level a notch so I am no longer in the 50/50 camp.
372 days and 15 no MO. Balls are the size of Titleist Pro V1’s. Morning wood is seeking a name change via deed poll to morning titanium. We persevere.