I hope the poor sex addict walks over to the poor hatzolah-guy's house and tells him that he really needs to look at some dirty pictures or else he will die. That would certainly have a better effect than any phone call he'd make to any sympathetic goyishe addict he would call. I am dead serious.
And besides, how does the frummie get
off the phone? Just
hang-up on the poor, unsuspecting goy (because once I have shared the facts I am always saved from the insanity - so certainly no more chillul Shabbos is needed....)? That's not very nice. >
So. I want to register why I have been such a nasty pain in the tush (I didn't want to write 'butt', so I didn't ;D) and messed around so much with Kedusha - one of the nicest guys I know:
To me, this entire issue is just too
blois groiseh 'teefeh' cheshboinos. It is just thinking, theoretical, what-iffy, and still more agonizing cheshboning.
How do you take it? I feel like I need a shower already! (That may be true anyhow, though...)
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..............SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
(sound of cool, relaxing shower - the singing was very quiet)
Not that
anyone should care what I think, but I must beg to differ with
somebody, though after all the cheshboinos, I can't tell exactly
who it is.... ???
My wife and I were sitting and schmoozing last night. It was very nice, and we agreed that we need to do it more often. One of the topics we talked over was why I believe that my addiction is deadly to me. "Like, really...what do you really mean? How can you possibly be
serious?" she asked.
So I spent about ten minutes telling over how one thing leads to another, and how looking at dirty pictures and reading dirty stories would
have to graduate to calling women on the phone and that would
have to graduate to meeting them in 'honorable' establishments, and would
certainly progress to unsafe...ummmm...'intimacy' in less honorable establishments, and how that would certainly ruin me as a person, introduce both of us to diseases, and ruin the family. She agreed. :
I talked of how, when I coast and am
not in active persistent recovery, my problem only gets worse, never better. And of how in active addiction I violated every single 'red line' I was
sure I'd never cross - it was always just a matter of time for everything to eventually go. I took risks and jeopardized my health, job, standing in the community, my marriage, children, you name it. And most guys looking at porn on the internet and doing the same and many have lost jobs already. The pain and shame of that is rarely enough to stop the habit for very long.
And I talked about how it was so, so very hard for me to accept that
it wasn't the last, really bad, 'drink' I took that was the one that got me into so much trouble - but that it was the first 'drink' that was the destructive one. All I had to learn to do was how to not take the first drink, and I knew I'd be safe...but I could never really accept that the first 'drink' was a real danger. That it was sakonas nefoshos for me. No...I always cheshboned that seriousness away - and got into trouble, over and over. And I explained why all my hope of recovery and safety is based on my full acceptance of that very nekudah. And how
as long as I didn't accept that and truly see things that way, I was doomed to slip and fall.
So, I'd rather make a phone call on Shabbos than act out, and I'd rather make a phone call on Shabbos than intentionally fantasize, or touch myself in a sexual way, or look up porn on the internet. No contest. Whether Hashem does or doesn't want me too do those things is completely irrelevant, boruch Hashem.
I say "boruch Hashem", because
that distinction is the only reason I can come up with that He helps me stay sober, at all. I have admitted that
I cannot afford to do those things - whether they are asur or not - and ask Him to save me from them. Mixing in whether it is assur or not is the only sure-fire way I have known to cause a 'fall'! Once my little frum brain starts to try to get me to stop specifically because it's assur or because I think it's just plain wrong, I am toast. For I will eventually figure out how it is
somehow not 'that' wrong! Just ask "chusid", a poster from long ago who asked exactly what is actually ossur about looking at goyishe women in pictures....gevalt. That's what
na'aseh lo k'heter means.
For me, I need to see the end-game: where following my lust will lead me (based on my track record), and then I need to have faith - true emunah - that my slip has a very good chance of leading me down that very path to the bitter end. Like running down a dark hallway or closing my eyes for ten seconds while driving. It
might not get me killed, but it
probably will - so I do not do it, period. Hey, the stakes are quite high.
And anyone who tries to start foolishly nitpicking whether a
deoraisa is
docheh an
abizrayhu d'arayos or whether me looking at dirty pictures is a true
abizraya , and if one
aveira is 'worth' doing to stop another
aveiro is not on the same boat I am stuck on.
Until I stopped trying to be sober to be good and to serve Hashem, I kept 'drinking'. That's why I do not accept any credit for being good no matter how many decades of sobriety He gives me - the credit goes to Hashem, not to me, for I am working a program for selfish, self-serving reasons: I simply do not want to destroy my life. Maybe Hashem
gave me that ratzon and in some way that is 'avodas Hashem"...but that'd be back to the useless cheshboning game again.
Boruch Hashem shelo osani phi
losoph!
One sweet posuk in Mishlei (16:3) "gol el Hashem Ma'asecha - v'yikonu machshevosecha" In other words, even with Hashem's help, we cannot
think ourselves into 'right-living'. Rather, we can only surrender the fixing of our minds and out our main focus on
living right - then he will take care of our thinking and make
that right,too.