An open letter to my sweet horny pervert friend:
Ah, my sweet horny pervert friend, I totally get it, believe me. Oh, how I get it!
You hit me up on the chats and we exchanged email addresses. Gevaldig.
But in due time, I discovered that all you wanna know is how often I have sex, if it’s by day or by night, what position my wife likes the most, and other amazingly important questions.
I get it, I get it!
It’s mammish delicious, no? I know. It mammish makes you feel so good to chat and talk and ask and find out all those yummy details. With friends like this, who needs porn?
Here’s what I would like to tell you, my sweet horny pervert friend. And I say it with ZERO judgment, for I’m a sweet horny pervert too…
Surely you must know, something we all sense deep down but still try to rationalize and bury…its too painful to think about it. But the reality is, it does not stop here. Not quite.
It gets waaaay worse, as we constantly need to “up the game”, feeding our brain the dopamine it so desperately craves but it’s just not enough.
Worse behaviors, bigger risks.
Yes, it could very easily be you running out at night to act out in person, leaving your wife and children to their own lonely selves, all the while covering up your deception with a twisted web of lies. Never say never. It’s a slippery slope that could cost you your marriage, kids and your entire life.
But listen, there’s something you must know.
There’s a way out of all of this.
There is a way out of the haze, a way out of the maze, a way out of the mess.
Life right now, oy gevalt, what a hell! How we sit by that screen and drink in all those juicy images. How we drool and salivate over their bodies, we drink it and snort it through our noses just like the junkies do.
Life’s a haze as we stay frozen in time, locked into feeding our lust. We stare and we stalk ‘em in the grocery, stare and stalk ‘em while we’re driving, stare and stalk them online for hours, chasing the perfect clip like a rabid, red-eyed racoon.
Life is a hell and we know it. Life is passing by and we get older, missing out on life’s moments as we lay chained and enslaved to all that “yumminess”.
But we do not need to stay this way forever. All hope is not lost. There is a way.
And no, this way is not about “waving the magic wand” of some abstract spiritual idea, some obscure sefer. Throw some Emunah at it for long enough and all will be good. Surely, you’ve tried that and have seen it just isn’t cutting it.
There is a way to effect inner change, and that is exactly what this website is all about. Plenty of different paths, all grounded in real, tried and true strategies, to effect lasting, inner change for the rest of your life, with the help of Hashem.
My sweet horny pervert friend, let's not get stuck in believing the Big Lie, the lie that there is no way out. Look at how many people here have succeeded. Yes, there is hope!
No need to despair, no need to be fearful of taking that leap. Once we do, we realize; wow! We never even realized what we were missing out on.
We can suddenly notice our wives the way we never did, the twinkle in her eye, her beautiful smile.
We can suddenly have more patience for our kids, hear them laugh, and laugh along. Enjoy raising them with all the headaches that come with it. Yeah, we only have a few years to raise them before they go out and start a life of their own, and now we can be present instead of being hopelessly chained to Lilith.
My sweet horny pervert friend, it is my deep and fervent wish that we all find the help that we need, and have the courage to take the plunge.
Uvachartah ba’chaim, let’s choose Life!
Warning: Spoiler!