OK, the name thing was really just a side-thingy of my own (though I really admire the honesty of just saying our real first names, whenever it is done). But the stuff about dropping our shame, now that was my main point.
So many folks I have come across have implied that if we were to really drop the shame we carry, then that would mean we were proud of - or at least indifferent to - our lust behaviors. That such an attitude would rip away the only thing holding us back from doing even worse things! The same crowd believes that they really should not go to SA, AA, or whatever meetings because it would be a chillul Hashem to identify themselves semipublicly, especially with goyim around. The same people hold back from ever telling what is really going on in their hearts to anybody who might be able to help them, because they 'really shouldn't be thinking or wanting to do such things' - after all, we are b'nei Torah!
In the end, these people just keep getting worse and worse. In their lives of quiet desperation, they imagine they are participating in some awesome kiddush Shem Shomayim with their struggle. No need to change - it's glorious as it is, failures and all! Eventually, for some of them, their romance with 'killing' their YH swallows up their marriages, their family life, and their jobs, eclipses their yiddishkeit, and they find they are ois mentchen, usually through a series of rude awakenings that they blame on other people. Oy vei...
Who are 'these people'?
They are me.
Maybe you, too. I don't have any idea. But your thread speaks of some beautiful ideas and i just thought some sharing was in order.
Being an addict, I may share a bit here and there, throwing a bone to 'Honesty'...but in the end, in my actual struggle, I tend to remain quite alone. I need Hashem's help to recover at all, because I naturally prefer to just hold tightly onto those dirty, embarrassing secrets. I am driven to protect what little gold I have left: my precious lust. Facing myself I saw that lust was the only thing I could really depend on to pull me out of sucky and scary (unfortunately) real life and into the wonderfully focused, sweet, warm and vivacious fantasies that we all know about.
This is the real struggle, for me. Staying simple, dropping the complication, self-pity, tomorrow and yesterday...and just seeing what actions of love I can take today. Being right-sized and simply honest with myself and others about what's tootsach with me right now. That is what the steps do for me. I get real about the truth about me and w/o that I have nothing. If I have nothing, I can give nothing. And it is very boring, too. So naturally, having nothing and feeling this big hole, I desperately need to reach out and take from others...by using schmutz, resentment, lust, kapdonus, etc.....yechhhh.
Nu. Whatever, sorry for rambling. I mean no criticism of you at all! Just 100% sharing my stuff based on your thread.
Hatzlocha! (and my mother says, "stay away from Egypt"!)