Was writing my book tonight and there was a part in it that had a trigger (nothing sexual, was just a weird dialog that gave me an urge). So I started looking at promiscuous images on Bing. It was getting worse and worse before I finally just shut the computer and walked away. One thing that amazes me... it doesn't matter how long you've been fighting this, or how many times you've relapsed... when the temptation hits, all logic and reasoning seems to go out the window. You literally have to slap yourself to escape the dopamine rush. Ridiculous. Not resetting the counter since it was such a short period of time and I walked away before it got out of control, but way to friggen close for comfort.