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I hate this masturbation habit so fucking much. I've been doing this for like 6 years now, fuck. I would just lay in bed rubbing my dick, just edging over and over again for hours on end, sometimes I do it for like 6 to 10 hours. When I'm done I'm not only drenched, but physically fatigued like you wouldn't believe. I slump into a deep sleep afterwards, but when I wake up I'm just not right. I've seen people describe it as brain fog, but that's not it really. It's more like I'm demotivated, blank, and I just can't muster any will power to do anything whatsoever. So a single masturbation session like this can put me out of order for like two days. Fuck. I don't even watch porn, I just edge to my imagination, and no amount of remorse or willpower can prevent me from doing so. The urge to masturbate is just outright demonic, it grips you and never lets go, washing away all your hesitation and willpower like they were nothing. It changes your mood in a way that's just inescapable, two days ago you felt terrible for wasting your days masturbating, now masturbation doesn't look too bad, it's really fun, you'll be quick this time, you won't overdo it, but inevitably, inexorably even, you end up doing just that. Fuck.