I am 1:09:03 into the fourth day. Getting drunk for me is not an escape, it is something to do. I have a hobby, I collect lanterns, but tearing into one of those takes time and money. I think the only way to examine my triggers is if I fail and succumb to PMO then examine why I did. I have never done that, I have never seriously tried to quit before. The counter on my phone makes a huge difference. This website makes a huge difference, sharing my quit story publicly and getting support from other people. My social anxiety prevents me from going out and doing things. All my life people have made fun of my name and it is just hard to go out and face that. I go by Mose normally, people also call me Moe, but they find out my name is Moses and immediately ask if I can part the water for them. If I had a penny for every time someone asked me that I would take that money and rebuild the Roman empire. I have just isolated myself because of it. On a cam site I am anonymous and when the women ask my name and I tell them they respect it because they want me to give them money. Those women will do anything for a dime and they will tell me I am handsome, virile, and strong in return. I suffered extreme abuse as a child, my dad told me constantly that I was a worthless piece of crap that would never amount to anything and to have a woman pay attention to me and react to me is a huge ego boost.