Untrue. There were times where I very much wanted to post, to the point where I was stomping my feet and slamming my fist against my thigh, and I would arch my back, grinding my teeth, grabbing my chair's armrests firmly and even clawing them. It felt strange, like my guts were twisting and turning and I was about to throw them up. After a few minutes, it would end, and I would be breathing heavily and in a pool of sweat, having lost the incentive to post. I could resist situations such as I described, and if need be, a hundred times worse. I would have never gave in.