Maybe porn - in small doses - isn't so bad after all. I just acknowledged my addiction with another 'session'. But I realise that in two whole months in my new place, not once have I masturbated there. That is rather incredible. So perhaps porn for me has become a kind of release, and life away from it is largely free of distractions. In the past I could want to masturbate just from seeing something on television, but that ain't the case now. So porn, on the occasional visit back to my parents place, possibly isn't such a bad thingy after all :-)


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