Part 2
I was fighting with my teeth and nails, holding on by a thread so as not to fall. I begged for help. I screamed SAVE ME, I can't take this any longer. I was getting mixed messages from different people. Some said, come on, get over it, you're doing great, you're keeping up for so long... Others said, come on, face it, you're an addict, you need help, maybe attend a12 steps group, others pushed back, why should you go to a group, it has some problems, it's only used if there's no other choice... I was stuck in the middle, not knowing what to do and who to believe. I was literally going crazy. I felt like I was busting. How much can a human being handle? Who do I believe? This is ridiculous. I CAN'T ANYMORE. HASHEM WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME. I remember one night after a really difficult therapy session where my therapist pushed me to join a group, and others pushed back (falsely claiming that I was just fine) that I, for the first time in my life, felt like I was going crazy. I did not feel like myself. My mind was going wild. I was furious, mad, angry, and confused. I was terrified that I'd snap. (By luck, Hashem sent my way a good friend I hadn't met in over a year to get me out of my crazy mood).I tried fighting a little longer, constantly questioning myself why I was fighting this fight. However, after 726 days clean, I finally broke and slipped. After coming home from a wedding late, I searched keywords on the Web(that the filter let through) and ended up with M


that night.These were the text messages that night:
"I'm numb.
I did the stupidest thing in my life. I wasn't careful enough and read some not-good stuff online, and I all of sudden found myself masturbating"
"I'm not sure what to do next.
I'm such a fool.
726 days down the drain.
What was I thinking?
I knew that it was a matter of time until it was going to happen, but as much as I tried telling people that I'm about to lose it, I was told to stop acting like a baby and remain strong and happy that i reached such a big amount of days. I feel again all along in this struggle. I'm not sure how I'll get out of it now.
I'm so ashamed of everyone that might keep me accountable.
I feel like such a loser.
Am I really incapable of staying clean? Am I this stupid? On the other hand, what was I supposed to do? I was crying for help for so long..."
I didn't know what to do. I was numb. However, I also felt a sense of relief—it's hard to explain. I had finally proven that I wasn't lying the past few weeks. I also realized that M didn't even feel as good as I thought it did. I decided not to stay down but get up and move on.This is the text I sent my partner the following day:
"726+1 day clean BH.(It's weird because in a certain sense I feel more at ease now. Until now, I was literally holding on with all my strength not to fall even if emotionally I was a dry drunk and felt like falling. Now that it happened,d I feel like I wasn't crazy. It's hard to explain what I feel...)
But I have to ensure that I stand back up strong, set up my support circle again, and do it the hard way. "
It was a miracle that I was able to get back up and not continue falling. I brushed myself off and stood up again.After another 726+62 days of remaining clean, I had something very stressful,l and I read stuff again. And fell. From then I've been grappling for the past month approximately with looking at pictures, watching borderline stuff..., and acting out...I'm a broken man with a broken soul. My ego is shattered to the ground. After hundreds of clean days, I'm back to square one and still struggling and falling without any way out of this. My willpower is very low; I'm afraid of another failure. It's too painful

. I can't afford losing another battle so I just gave up. Again, I'm unsure whether I'm supposed to join a group, and I'm getting conflicting messages from both sides. I'm stuck, miserable, living a double life, betraying my wife (and myself), having a hard time falling asleep and waking up, have no patience to work, am depressed and down. On the one hand, I'm crying for help. On the other hand, I'm afraid of another failure. I don't know what else to say except that I'm totally messed up.Love you all,Ytw.