Day 6, stayed focused on a report most of the day, thanks to an abruptly scheduled meeting at night. Glad my sanity didn't snap this time. Didn't even have time for dinner, let alone using P to avoid the pressing situation. The 100th post of this journal! Haven't MOed for three months now (though there were a few wet dreams). I'm still nowhere near cured. When dealing with P, one really doesn't need to finish the whole thing to have the damage done. A large part of sex happens in the brain, that's what makes this addiction really tricky. One thing I really appreciate after the three-month struggle is that my sleep has been much better. Haven't whined about insomina for quite a while. I'd still wake before dawn occasionally, but it doesn't bother me that much anymore.