Last night, it came to my mind that this is life. This is a lifestyle. This way is the way everyone should live and feel. If I relapse then all I'm doing is giving these positive feelings back to pmo and receiving back the bad ones that I lived with since 2017. The confidence, the genuine happiness, the awesome morning wood I had this morning, the better sense of self worth and a clear mind. For me, these last 20 something days have been different than any other attempt because it's finally clicked that I feel good. I genuinely and honestly feel joyful and good. I'm not in a fog of pmo depression and anxiety. I'm not plagued by low self worth or low self confidence anymore. My sleep is better, my waking up is better. It's just amazing to me how much this problem weighs all of us down and keeps us down and keeps us from not only feeling good, but reaching our full potential. Staying vigilant always, but I'm so so happy with these last few weeks. Coming to the 1 month mark soon. Thankful. Grateful. Blessed. Happy. I never thought feeling calm and chill would feel so good. Love you guys.