OK, so 'not perfect' doesn't sound that bad, and actually sounds functional to me, Helpfyi. If you are sincerely trying to be a good Jew and that's all that is going on here, then KOT, amigo! But I advise you to think "Progress" and not perfection - but really work at it consistently every day. Haboh litaher, mesay'in oso really means what it says. He will help you.
But what I wrote is more for a sicko like me. I need to 'get off the road' - and by that I specifically mean:
The entire reason that I go to the bar mitzvah in the first place, must be different than it used to be. I need to learn how to go for a different objective than the usual one, which was always the normal stuff, like to: see people, walk around with nothing in particular to do most of the time, have a nice time, say mazel tov, eat some nice food, and walk around trying to impress those who saw me.
Though it was hardly ever conscious or on-purpose, the normal way I would attend such a typically crowded and lively event would include my taking special attention to (eventually) scope out the place for the prettiest woman there. This was normal for me. I never realized I was doing this until I heard some guy describe what he used to do (as I am doing with you right now) and then I realized that I had been doing just that, all along! Shocking. I would also be hyperfocused on fighting my lusting - which unfortunately made me think of the prettiness of the women there and the challenge before me, even more! It did not work that way, at all.
OK, so to 'get off that road' I need to discover other real motives for going to events such as these and try them on. Like a new shirt. Yes, the pretty women will always be there, and there will be plenty things to lust after there.....and the Gemarah about 'women washing clothes on that path' is not applicable here, at all - there is no way to escape from all of life, as you astutely wrote above!
So the escape must happen inside, not outside. The thing I must escape from is my own sick thinking. I need help rejecting some things I naturall came to believe over the years, things I did not even clearly realize I accepted, like "woman are essentially objects - their 'real lives' are just a 'distraction' from their true worth as tools for my own sexual and sensual pleasure", and "being lusted after by a woman is one of the best things I could ask for", and "very pretty woman are the most powerful thing in the world - homely ones are poor excuses for human beings", and "my handsomeness is very important", and "people are watching me and judging me - I'd better be on my best behavior for it matters a great deal what others think of me", and "if anyone knew the truth about me it'd be clear that I was the crappiest guy in this crowd" - and simultaneously: "almost every guy I really look at is an idiot, for some reason - too frum, too fake, not frum enough, mamesh goyish, prust, haughty, dumb, bland, unthinking oilem goilem, braniac, self-absorbed, etc." Them!
...all the big stupid lies like those are natural to me. 100% natural and true to me. All my insecurity and competition, religious dissatisfaction with myself turned inside out....no wonder I was always tortured with lust. The challenge of fighting the lust was far more comfortable a thing for me to walk around being aware of than my own inner pain, weakness, or confusion. So there I was, locked in battle with the YH...and these women's images. How could I win, if I needed to be embroiled in that struggle just to be comfortable?
Recovery for me is about realizing that I had it all wrong. It was not true that everybody else was losers - we are all in the same boat, so I'd better live and let live. It is not true that incredibly beautiful women are powerful (that one takes years and years for some to really let go of, and I am still working at letting it go - it's not easy) - women are just as frail as men, and we are all actually very frail and needy. And I do not actually have that much ugliness in me as I had always suspected...so i need not escape it into warm and dark lust splurges - nor into my all to familiar and lathetic 'romantic and glorious struggle to beat the YH'. Life is actually OK. Cuz life is mostly about being useful.
And that is the only way I can go to a wedding, bar mitzvah, vacation, whatever. To be useful. And the difference between this and the religious angle is that there is no price on insincerity in Torah - till you die and go upstairs. But not here. No pop-up timer tells everyone that you really didn't believe all this stuff! You do it all, and everyone thinks you are frum. Even you do! ...till you get up there and all is laid bare.
Not so with recovery for an addict. The lack of sincerity will always tell, in the end. We will not be able to stay sober unless we really let go of our false higher powers (women, approval of others, winning arguments, self-pity, etc); we will not be at peace unless we really do go to the wedding to be useful in some way to our family, a friend or friends, or whoever. There is no faking. The results speak for themselves, and there will always be a thousand excuses fro why it didn't work - till we finally confront our lies and let go of them. That is the steps as I know them, and I am still working on it, very imperfectly, but sober today so far!
Did that answer your question, or is it still a mushy idea? Or are you not particularly interested in the whole shabang because you do not need it? I respect that opinion 100% for it may be 100% true! Only you can know you, Helpfyi. And I'd be the last guy to tell you what "you'd better do or else you'll be sorry!"
Hatzlocha,
Dov