Ever have one of those days?

Is there a time when you simply crave relief from your chastity device? Not driven by lust or physical discomfort, but rather overwhelmed by stress? This occurred to me yesterday. I was enjoying a good week with a decent day ahead until a demanding client issue popped up unexpectedly. While driving to the site, I just needed my device off. The reason escapes me right now. It doesn’t hinder what I’m doing physically, yet mentally I had to have it removed. It was compounding the stress in an unpleasant way. Once we handled the client and had a brief face-to-face chat, things settled down. Five minutes later, life went on as usual. Looking back, I’m glad I didn’t escape then because at that moment, I would have done so immediately. This isn’t unique to me, though this was my most intense instance yet. Previous situations haven’t triggered the same feeling; perhaps I’ve grown accustomed to them. This one carried more weight. Hopefully, it teaches me that this sensation is merely a part of myself and doesn’t disrupt other tasks. Reflecting on an earlier thread, I believe overcoming these peaks might be a signpost for reaching the next stage. -A