Birshusi wrote on 02 May 2016 20:55:
Crazy day today. It's the beginning of a long week before the zman starts, and for me that always means that it'll be a week of struggling to stay pure.
So I went on cordnoy's phone call, trying to start my afternoon off right. It was fine, but I gotta warm up to it a bit before I can get involved and appreciate what's being said. It was a big move either way, calling into a lustaholic's conference. It was great to hear real Yidden sharing their thoughts about their path to sobriety.
Through the day I had some lust-triggering lonely feelings, but I was busy and being productive(!) so I was able to push them away.
And then I fell. Sorta.
I wrote in my opening post that I selfishly violate the privacy of others sometimes, which is the most shameful part of all this for me. Well, you can only spy if you can see, and being that there's a fair distance between me and one of my victim's house's, I couldn't see much the last time I tried. My lust wished that I had binoculars, and I knew that I had a pair somewhere in my house, but I didn't know where, so instead I tried using a camera to zoom in, but it didn't do much thankfully.
Today I was going through the back of my closet, and guess what I found. My binoculars. My first thought was, Oh no, I'm in trouble now. And my second thought was, Let's see how well they work; after all, my lust said, it's daytime and you won't be able to see anything, so why not try it out. And I felt totally possessed, totally powerless to fight the urge. I went to the window and aimed at my targets. Darn good binoculars they are.
Now I'm petrified that after two weeks of being on GYE and free of porn, wet dreams, and generally in control of my thoughts and eyes, I'm gonna take those binoculars tonight and once again be that pervert, that despicable dirt bag who lies in the dark, waiting for and watching people --my wonderful, frum neighbors--who think they are safe and have privacy in their own homes, and they have no idea that their top bochur ben Torah neighbor is actually their worst nightmare, trying hard to watch them as they go about their business.
heck of a call!
heck of a share!
i tried slippin' today for over an hour; nothin' worked out.
Darn!