Solo Sessions During Finals Week

I’m usually okay being single, but finals week is a whole different story. The pressure to study and focus is relentless, yet there’s this constant physical tension building up that needs release. Last night was no exception; after an exhausting day of cramming in the library, I locked myself in my dorm room with only my thoughts, and my body, for company. My fingers found their way under the waistband of my sweatpants, curling around the base of my shaft as it pulsed against them. With a steady rhythm that mirrored the pounding of my heart, I guided myself back and forth, imagining different scenarios to distract from the pure physicality of it all. But even as my mind wandered, there was no escaping the vivid sensations coursing through me: the slickness between my fingers, the heat building up in my balls, the sharp edge of pleasure that cut right through any lingering anxiety about exams or papers. As I came undone against my hand, my entire body went boneless with relief and satisfaction, yet somehow still buzzing with energy, wondering what might come next as I drifted off into a much-needed sleep. Anyone else ever experience something similar during stressful times? How do you deal?