Winds of Change: Day 12

Today was a relatively good day.

I woke up early to transcribe an interview I did which I will rework into an article this evening. I also will rewrite the script for a voice over that will be recorded and edited tomorrow. And I have to do some reading tonight or tomorrow morning in preparation for an article that must be submitted on Friday. I’ve got my work cut out for me. That’s why I’m posting day 12’s entry so early.

Last night I had a wet dream. I hadn’t had one in three weeks, I think. Back when I masturbated and viewed porn I used to get one at least once a week. As my exposure to porn diminished, my wet dream frequency also decreased. For the past year, I had a wet dream once a week on average. Since I became serious about quitting porn, I get them once a month, sometimes more but never less.

I worked on chapter 6’s assignment this morning while waiting for a train. Unfortunately, it will only be completed sometime next week.

There is a mountain of work that I have to get through. So, my supervisor gave some of the interviews that still have to be edited and packaged as podcasts to a former employee. I had mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, I felt relief but, on the other hand, I felt inadequate, as if I failed even though I am doing everything in my power to speed up production. So yeah I’m just happy that I won’t have to worry with those two interviews.

Withdrawal symptoms

Today I didn’t experience much in terms of withdrawals. The sexual images were there. I did notice a feint desire to look at sexually stimulating pictures. And some news captions on one of my country’s leading news sites were thought provoking.

In one of the topics I’m following on Word Press there was a post with a pic of the different shapes the glans (penis head) comes in. They weren’t snapshots of different penises, but drawn representations of the glans. I was tempted to read the post, but moved along quickly. I don’t actually want to unfollow the topic, but if something like this happens again, I will have no choice but to. I feel as if I failed…

It’s time to work now…

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