edging is playing with my thoughts my thoughts. The constant buildup, the anticipation, and the need to hold back—it’s driving me crazy. the denial is addictive One thing that’s made it even more intense is how much I’ve been drawn to certain objects and experiences. My connection to heels has only deepened as I’ve gone through this challenge. The way they look and the way they move has become a constant source of temptation. It feels like I can’t stop thinking about them, and every time I look at them, the urge to give in grows stronger. It’s like this endless loop of desire and denial, and it’s honestly getting harder to keep control. My mind and body are both fixated on these feelings, and it’s only getting worse the further I go into this journey. and that makes me so happy! i hope i can acquire new fixations like this!