Today was a crazy day.
I had a long talk with mom last night and she insisted that no matter what,today i had to live life.
So I went to shacharis :o
And then had my day start off terribly with a big fight with my (real)mother and sister in which my mom basically told me that I was doing nothing with my life and I fake my religion and I deserve to be depressed.
Thanks Mom
So I was in an awful mood.
But mom(7up) insisted that I live,so I went to a soup kitchen that I go to sometimes.
I got off the bus and started walking there, really not in the mood but not having any better options.
Suddenly a bus pulled up in front of me.
I looked up at the destination.
Kever Rachel.
I got on.
The bus was all women (middle-aged chassidishe mommas,dont worry).There was one other man on the bus and I sat next to him.He gave me a look that said "huh?whatre you doing here?" I turned away and looked out the window.
When we got there I saw that there were around 400 women there.Only women.I saw maybe 3 men.
"What's going on",I asked the guy who was collecting tzedaka by the entrance. "Is there a clothing sale going on here or something?"
The guy just looked at me.
At least I crack myself up.
I gave him a shekel for causing him the pain of having to hear me joke.
For those who have not been there yet,Kever Rachel is basically a prison on the outside.It's surrounded by Arabs,and your visit is direct.In.Daven.Out.
So I went up to the tomb and cried for a bit.
I whispered.
"Mama Rochel,why do you cry?I have what to cry about.My life sucks.And I'm prob gonna be on the direct route to hell.Mom,I know why you're crying.Because you love us and feel our pain.Please feel my pain.Please accept me,for my own mother does not."
"Truth is,your life was pretty bad.We're in the same boat,Mom.We both just want/ed love.Cruddy home life, depression, etc...But you became Mama Rochel.And I'm just Uri.The sex addict."
And I cried.
But I felt better as I returned to Yerushalayim.
I even passed a girl I used to go out with and it didn't faze me so much.I just smiled and said "what's up"
To digress for a moment....
I have spoken before about tremendous guilt for messing up girls.This is what I was referring to.This was a girl who was pretty good for the most part.I took her purity and since then from what ive heard shes descended deep down.
What can I do to repair this damage?!!?
I wanted to go over and hug this girl.Apologize for what I'd done.Offer her any help I could.
But as a sex addict,I unfortuantely could not.
So all I can do is daven for her and hope that everything works out for her and that my actions didnt mess up her life.
Uch!!!
How can one leave these things behind?!!!?
:-[ :'(