62 days. It's two days more than the last strike. 61 days I woke up straight to do my morning routine. But yesterday I didn't. I pushed away my alarm, and returned to sleep. I woke up two hours later, horny as hell. But I did nothing that I would normally do in moments of strong urges.. I did not take a cold shower, nor walk out, not even work out. I let my brain telling me that I am over my addiction. I let him tell me that I don't need to worry, because there is no chance the I would relapse. Three hours later I was in my room, after relapsing, my thing still in my hand.. and I just couldn't believe that I fell like that. In few moments I have ruined months of work. And actually, it wasn't even fun. It felt like shit, not even three seconds of pleasure. So I entered the shower, put it on the coldest water, and promised myself that I'm continuing my process. That stupid moment won't make me return to be that crappy man I was. No fucking way that I am not starting again, right now, and becoming better than I ever was. Day 1, here we go again.