So, I’ve swallowed the pill, I’ve taken my lumps, I’m mad as hell, and for some dumb reason I still can’t completely wrap my head around everything.

On one hand, I know what happens when you cohabitate with one of them. Everything becomes your fault. No one can ever truly be at peace because if the spotlight isn’t on it, then clearly there’s no “love”. All aspirations of any sort that a man has ,prior to being tied down to it, go right out the damn window. It’s total and utter chaos.

Now, I’ve made my way out (1day away to be precise). Very limited contact with it. I’ve cut ties. I’ve assessed my losses and have come to terms with them. I’m raging on the inside and remaining as blank on the outside as possible. I know it will all hit the feel center at some point, when is the question. I imagine the general disgust will subside over time.

When does the rage end? How long does it take to truly just not give a FF about them at all? When can I walk completely away from the plantation without having the ape in my head try to drag me back for “it’s just this one time” or “she’s different”? I know post-nut-clarity is a thing, but should I progress to monk mode? Should I completely dissuade myself from finding any excitement from the female (external) form? What are the benefits of such things?

Also, I haven’t seen much on here digging through the archives, but has anyone had issues with nocturnal emissions in the beginning? I am 3 weeks since my last fap, and 4 months since the last time I had sex.

All help is appreciated here boys! I’m just trying to figure out how to navigate this path that I’m determined to move forward upon.