I have now been practicing no orgasms for about 6 weeks, and the withdrawal, as it turns out, was harder than cocaine, opiates, booze, or nicotine.
I spent a solid week weeping every night after returning from the University where I teach. I couldn’t sleep, and I had almost zero appetite. The thought of dating made me want to curl up into a ball and quit.
But here I am. I feel free.
[Six months later he was engaged, and a year later his first book was published.]