As I approach my third full day of PMO freedom, I feel great. I am motivated. This morning I did have the urge to get aroused and masturbate, but laughed it off, and it passed. Over the last few days of PMO freedom, I've kept in mind the research that I did on the neuro-chemical autopilot; that is, each time I get the urge to have phone sex, text sex or to view porn, I remind myself that I am damaging my brain.
To say it another way, by PMO'ing I am un-learning how to be truly intimate. By PMO'ing, I am un-learning how to develop a meaningful bond with the woman I love (who I am presently separated from due to my infidelity). Since I am not inclined to act in a way that damages myself, the thinking goes, I have (thus far) have been able to push off the urge to PMO. That's my secular approach.
Since I am Catholic, I dovetail the logic of not damaging my physical self with my faith. Namely, when I've gotten the urge to PMO, I realize that it is the devil exploiting a weakness, a momentary low point, in my God-given free will to gain entry. To make me sin. Picture the cartoon'ish image of the devil on one shoulder whispering in my ear, and an angle on the other whispering, too. For the past three (3) days, I've been able to push off the devil's whispers!
Since I not inclined to do damage to my brain, and avoiding sin is in keeping with my faith, I have not PMO'ed.
That's my "Keep it Simple, Stupid" approach to this.
Thank you to all who post on Reboot Nation; for your stories and experiences really help me to put the compulsion to PMO behind me.
Merry Christmas!!!!