Visiting escorts as therapy
It's certainly worked wonders for me. I have to keep telling myself I've triumphed over adversary.
It was to do with ridding myself of a block I had in my mind telling me that I was useless, impotent, not a real man. As I've stated elsewhere, love shyness (amongst other matters) pretty much crippled me when it came to approaching women. In certain ways, it ruined my life until fairly recently when I was able to turn things around.
It's strange seeing these "REAL MEN DON'T PAY FOR SEX" posters about town. I guarantee that, up until a year ago, they would have sent me into a downward spiral of self loathing that would have lasted throughout the day. I would have felt an accusatory finger pointing at me, with a voice saying "you don't even have the bottle to give it a go, how do you think they'd view you?"
Nowadays, I merely smile to myself.
We live always underground
It's going to be so quiet in here tonight
A thousand islands in the sea
It's a shame