So things were going well for a while, I'd went to a place where I could be away from most of the harder nisyonos. And then I had a big fall tonight. Feeling a little down about it, but then again, I hadn't really totally gotten rid of, certain things which continued my overall  mz issue, but I figured I'd first try to stay away from the harbor stuff. Which I did. I avoided it for 90 days. And now that work, which is still, Baruch Hashem, something to be proud of, has to begin anew. Now I know why we always call it a battle. It doesn't end. Not until I'm six feet under. Ill always have a little piece in me going for "Jake's juicy taaveh burger". But I know that is quite helpful to remind myself that that exact drive will be the source, of endless Schar for all the moments of temptation that weren't given in to, and were ignored.
The amount of times I've refrained from schmoozing and getting comfy with mixing of genders is itself far greater than the relatively fewer times I've given in. Hashem knows how hard it is for me. 
Just thought I would share for accountability. We'll try to avoid this in the future and plan ahead next time. Won't be "saving" any materials for later either. Wow, good thing I'm writing this. That wouldn't have been true if I didn't. 
Alright, gut Voch broskis