I was looking over my first post, and it is interesting to see it from the future
Hello, Friends.
My name is iLoveHashem247. I am a married man with a supportive
Warning: Spoiler!and codependent = as sick as I was!
wife and three wonderful kids. Looking at my life from an outsider's perspective, you'd think I have it all. I own a renovated home on my own private road with lots of land, run my own business with which i support myself
Warning: Spoiler!It's a bit harder when you actually pay your vendors... but I'm still at it!
, am fortunate to be able to learn many more hours a week than i work,
Warning: Spoiler!that's over, now I have regular seder. The place I was learning at was a toxic and abusive cult, and it was absolutely the wrong time and place to be learning half a day. I am a father of four with a young family and a fledgling business. Now's not the time to chill.
and am a popular and recognized member of my community
Warning: Spoiler!um... yeah... so my former cult leader has been trying to run me out of town and attack me mentally and physically for about two years now... I was popular with him (and his peeps) so long as they were still sucking the money out of my veins.
- and I'm not yet 30 years old. But all this comes with a price tag - a lifelong struggle with addiction, mostly with marijuana and risky sexual encounters.
Warning: Spoiler!Being molested by multiple women from age 11 until 16 and a half and spending two decades trying to process the trauma by recreating it with girlfriends, prostitutes, and my wife and turning to toxic & sick religious leaders to "fix" me didn't help solve my issues.
I had girlfriends in high school before becoming BT, and had shmirat habrit challenges, like most teens
Warning: Spoiler!I realize now that my issues were significantly more severe than the average teen. Normal healthy people don't do/crave what I did
. I struggled with SB and engaging in sexual activities at massage parlors but was able to be clean
Warning: Spoiler! for at least 6 months before marriage. during my wife's pregnancy with our second child, i unfortunately reverted back to my pre-BT habbit of recreational marijuana during the stress of a second pregnancy (the first one outside of the shana rishona "infatuation zone"), which in turn let down a rabbit hole of other issues... i had recently been visiting massage parlors, not for the sexual experience (i do not engage in any "happy endings" anymore, rather when i do succumb it is for the exhibitionism that i can indulge in without making a massive chillul Hashem).
Warning: Spoiler!just another attempt to regain control when the unmanageability swells and becomes overwhelming. I didn't gie a crap about chilul Hashem, i was just embarrassed to get caught is all. calling a spade a spade
I am also very disappointed to admit that i had a sexual encounter with a shiksa who picked up a business card i had left at a restaurant i ate in, she sent me lewd photos and we met up one time (sept 12, '22) where she performed oral sex on me.
Warning: Spoiler!I've wondered how she knew - I think even when I was wearing a hat, jacket, and tie everywhere I went when in the depths of my cultishness, it was clear that I was damaged and searching for a fix.
I am struggling to break out of these addictive patterns - i have recently filtered my home office desktop, my work laptop, and my smartphone i use to run my business (main issue was watching movies and free "live cams").
Warning: Spoiler!got rid of smartphones, haven't owned one for about a year and a half. great move.
The crazy thing is that I am a person who has made such amazing changes in my life - in many ways, I am the kind of person i look up to and always wanted to become - but it is the sticky residue of my past life that I'm having such a hard time getting rid of.
Warning: Spoiler!it's called SEXUAL ABUSE TRAUMA
I am sick of who I've secretly become and the double life i am living.
Warning: Spoiler!It was never such a secret. Everyone around me knew there was something wrong with me, but those who could actually help me (especially my mother) lived in denial that I had issues, therefore there's nothing to fix. Kid got raped at 11 and is too ashamed and feels to unsafe to share with parents? no problem, just assume he needs a higher dose of meds! If i recall correctly the peak was at least 72mg of ritalin-like drugs on the daily. I guess that's where i learned to just numb my bad feelings with drugs so that I don't need to feel them and thus deal with them.
I want to be fair to myself, honest and equitable with my wife, and and terrified of the shame i will face when standing before my Creator on my day of judgement.
Warning: Spoiler!I was raped
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Well, that was deeply revealing and I have revealed to you, fellow strangers, that which i have not even revealed to my wife. To be fair though, i have been fully open with her regarding the guarding of eyes and marijuana addictions, but have never ever discussed the massage parlor or infidelity.
Warning: Spoiler!I was so deeply f'd up and still have a long way to go. At least my head is not fully in the sand now, but my eyes are still unblurring
HELP!
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