Essay

I Tried Going Without Sex For Thirty Days, But This Is What Happened

I failed the first 13 days

I got into a fight with my partner and proposed that we go “no play” for a whole month, but I ended up looking like an idiot for not meeting the deadline.

That must be why my mother always told me that I shouldn’t make promises I couldn’t keep — Now I understand you Mom, there are things in life that are non-negotiable, and one of those things is sex.

Once you get into this life of “playing” almost every day (at least three times a week) it is difficult to stop having sublime desires. Like it or not, sex is addictive and I thought I was prepared to deal with it, but I failed in just seven days.

The first two days it wasn’t so difficult. After all, I was still mad at my partner because he ate the chocolate cake I had left in the fridge.

From the fourth day, I was already feeling some symptoms of the lack of intercourse, the main ones: stress and anxiety.

On the fifth and sixth day, I woke up in a bad mood, anything was a reason for me to “explode” with anger. I also began to notice that my shoulders were more rigid and that communication within the house became more “tense”. From that point on I was already wondering if it was really worth “stopping playing” because of a piece of cake (lol).

From the eighth day, anything was a reason to get excited. If I watched my boyfriend get out of the shower with that nice smell, I would get excited (but I couldn’t do anything, after all, I had a goal), and when he got home from the gym sounding I would get excited too — It was one madness after another.

Think of me as a pressure cooker about to explode. That’s more or less how I felt during the entire period that I “paused” our relationship.

But finally, two full weeks went down the drain when I saw those ripped abs on Sunday at 11pm. As my partner left the bathroom after taking a good shower, I glimpsed what looked like the seventh wonder of the modern world: a defined and still-wet abdomen.

Ah, he was so beautiful and so sexy at the same time. I started to feel a tingling all over my body and the next moment I caught myself in his arms — It was like taking a weight off my back, being able to make love with someone you really love is practically a divine medicine.

But those thirteen days were not in vain, I also managed to get some good information about our body and sex. For example, after almost two full weeks of not having sex, I noticed that my body became more sensitive to physical stimulation.

I also noticed that my bad temper and stiff shoulders were also gone from the moment I got back into intimate relationships with my partner.

It’s interesting to observe these points because it shows how much our body and sexual activity are connected. It is through this that we can understand that coitus really is something natural for all species and is useful in many other scenarios besides obtaining intimate pleasure.

And for anyone who thinks I could have endured a few more days without intercourse, just “playing” with adult toys, know that this is not true. Human contact in coitus is something that is not easily replaced by intimate toys, so even if I used these toys every day, I would still miss having my body’s connection to my partner’s body.

Final Thoughts

In short, I failed to complete the 30-day no-coitus mission with my partner. In fact, I even felt a taste of victory from him as I gave up everything and moved toward sexual bliss.

But despite having failed in my mission, I managed to extract great results from this experience, from understanding the limits of my body to what happens to me if I stay a long time without practicing “libidinous acts”.

In general, it was a nice experience. But I confess that I don’t think about doing it again — maybe next time I’ll try to spend just a week without “playing” with him. After all, even though it’s hard, I can still go seven days without playing (lol).

Thanks for reading. Have a great day!

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