When i was in yeshivah there were only 2 places i could have privacy a. in my own head b. In the bathroom. I didnt like the fact that i couldn't have any privacy.
my room was shared and people constantly coming in and out and even my bed became other peoples couch to sit on and schmooze.
the bathroom was my space.
i could be by myself with noone else.
As an addict i craved my own space to do what i wanted to do
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. And so while i was in yeshivah the bathroom was my paradise.
As time went on and my addiction became stronger the bathroom became my self imposed prison of solitary confinement. Evety time i stepped foot into a bathroom especially aftet i got a smart phone i was completely overtaken by my addiction and would land up acting out.
But since i signed up for recovery joined gye and the phone conference the bathroom has become my shul. That is where i pray. I am powerless. every time i walk into a bathroom and lock the door behind me the great great desire kicks in to pull out my phone, zone out medicate my pain and shoot some p*rn into my system.
That is when i pray my pants are down im not wearing a tallis. But that is where i really pray.
I didn't like that the Gary boy tottally changed the track of this great thread.
can we please stay on topic and utilize our stay in the bathroom to its utmost (no this is not a wake up call for hardcore PA)