The simple fact that it's commonly referred to as a "release" sickens me. It's supposed to be the greatest thing there is, but you treat it like an annoyance that builds up and needs getting rid of. It doesn't feel good, it feels like scraping your genitals with sandpaper and then leaves you feeling like you just avoided and pushed back your problems for another day, because that's exactly what you did. Sex is supposed to be about personalities, friendship, love, and the physical. Not just the physical. But I don't want to waste my time defending myself against people like you, I want to be left alone to live however I want to live, so why can't you just mind your own business if you don't agree. Believe it or not, everyone who disagrees with you is not just doing so to get your attention or affect you in some way. People have private lives outside of how the public perceives them. At least some do