OK, thanks, and though we nave never met, I consider you a friend and respect your sharing and opinions a lot. Thanks for taking the time to write to me and please accept my apologies if what I wrote sounded personally critical. It was not meant that way. Also, please know that believe it or not I actually do doubt that most of the folks on GYE are addicts at all, in the sense that I understand the term.
I get the impression that many GYE-ers are just folks who are having a real hard time coming to terms with the fact that they
really love the way that fantasy and masturbation makes them feel (while they are using them, at least). They are frum, decent men and women and know that self-pleasuring is essentially a childish, selfish and stupid thing to be all caught-up in, and
wish they'd quit. Some do, some don't. Of course, a few are purely upset about their bad habit because it
is a big aveiro, though that is rarely a big enough concern to get them to quit -
and that drives them extra crazy, because they are pretty sure that they are
frum! Of course some are truly addicts (like I am :o), some are
becoming addicts, some are just crusaders to fix
others...etc. It runs the gamut.
So, rather than state 'rules' and give instruction to anybody and being just an addict trying to remain sober and be useful to his people, I want to put my experiences out there and share them. Forgive me if I sound like a 'great white lawmaker' at times, but I
do take pains to avoid sounding or being that way...unfortunately some folks have made it clear that they simply do not believe me when I write that "I am definitely not an expert, and just a pervert in recovery". Nu. What can I do?
And what you wrote
really strikes a cord for me! It's funny, because I have shared in SA meetings (and on our 12 step groups phone calls here) that a big part of my makeup as an addict and as a generally insecure person obviously derived from my childhood and adolescence during which my mother never let me choose my own clothes - it drove me crazy. I vividly remember feeling 'less than', very often. They were elderly holocaust survivors, I was adopted, and my parents felt that to love us they needed to shield us from all the 'slings and arrows of outrageous fortune'...and in the meantime, I learned very few tools for being a grown-up. Basic life-skills like delivering a package, managing money, or going to the bank, have always been very difficult for me to get comfortable with doing. A normal adult relationship with a woman (including normal sex, too) were all things I couldn't
possibly imagine 'a little kid like myself could actually succeed at participating in. Naturally, I gravitate toward porn, where the fantasy is
tailored to childish folks like me who need a woman to
just want me because I happen to have the right body parts, that's all -
finally something even
I can qualify at, and even be worshiped sometimes! What safety! What a feeling of unconditional acceptance! Now
that I could get comfortable with - and did, for years.
You get the idea, I hope. Do you share this with me?
Nevertheless, after all I have been through, I have not found it to be true that one must first love themselves before they will be able to love others, as I have heard many people say. Nor do I buy that a healthy self-esteem is needed at all, in order for anyone to recover. Nor do I believe that I needed to feel forgiven, in order to save my butt and actually learn how to stop being dependent on lust and acting out. Rather, in my own case and in that of others I know, the order is reversed. First I stay sober one day at a time no matter what, by learning to be honest with others, cuz I must. Then I do my steps and begin to give at least a tiny sliver of my life to G-d. Then, I come to see all my character defects. Only after being absolutely clear how powerful a force pride and fear are in my life, do I finally come to be comfortable with myself. I could not comfortably look in my own eyes in a mirror until a month or so after doing my 4th step inventory the first time. I was sober a year and a half at that time, and discovered that I hated myself - until I came face to face with myself with all my warts and good qualities, too, and accepted the facts about me. I got right-sized and started to stop being so demanding on G-d, on my wife, and on anybody. I came to admit that my inner life is all - 100% - up to no one but me.
Ein hadavar tolui ella bee, as they say, right? And the most essential ingredient in the entire thing was that I was no longer here to just feel better, but to stop acting out so that I might yet live.
You wrote
he didn't get screwed up because he was selfish he got screwed up because he was made to be too selfLESS!
In practice, I agree with what you write, but want to
look at it a different way:
I believe that one of the main reasons that I was always hurting so much inside and felt so down on myself, was that in the things that really mattered, I honestly and innocently expected unrealistic things for myself. It was torture. I felt it was a great injustice that
I was not considered one of the best guys in the beis hamidrash - yet I
am a mediocre lamdan. My guts felt that I was such a loser that
I was not on as high a madreiga as some others I saw - yet I really
am in need of much growing up and other work. It all put the spotlight on my weaknesses and I needed to shift the blame and find a nechoma. Everyone deserves a nechoma from pain. Even innocent fools.
But once I finally got comfortable with the
facts about myself, I began to get comfortable with my life, with the people around me, and of course, with Hashem. See, I was helped to see that the thing that made me feel so sure that I was a pathetic excuse for a yid was:
my Pride! I had an
inflated self image that was killing me, not just a
deflated one. I expected R' Akiva status - though I am just Dov, and need a lot of basic work.
This perspective has shocked the heck out of more people than I can count, for we were always led to believe that 'poor me' is a symptom of low self-esteem. That is often a lie. So pumping up the self-image is the exact wrong way to go, if I want to really stop needing artificial things to alleviate me of my great disappointment.
And I believe that the common taina that "once I am convinced that I have (oversensitivity, and infated self-image and expectations, fear, and other) character defects, I will give up and just not try to grow at all in the beis midrash, learning, avodah, and lose ambition" - is not true, either. Quite the opposite happens to everyone I know who has ever done their 4th step. They feel that for the first time they now have the tools to be realistic and effective and to grow, unfettered by irrational and childish thinking. I started to slowly get happy after my 4th step, more than any other.
That is why I think it is not so simple that being self-less is the problem. Sure, a guy who feels like an undeserving piece of garbage will like the idea of having better self-esteem - but it may be that his lack is really in an accurate self-appraisal!
Please accept what I say as a possibility - I feel sure about it's validity in some cases, but you may not. I respect that and just want a chance to share my stuff with you, that's all. If you like it and want to use it, let me know.
Have a great Shabbos!
Sincerely,
Dov