laagvokeles wrote on 17 Dec 2010 00:11:
lol....
you probably sing nice too...
im not happy at all.
and about your question if i am not tired of ups and downs ups and downs; well you have any aveira that you did teshuva and you managed competly?
the gaon (vilne) said that to work on a mide is harder than to finish shas.....
this mide is called taava chemda, we work we fall we work we fall
im now in yeride time.... fall time.....
Dear Laagvokeles,
What you say sounds like it makes sense, and because I believe you really do not get insulted I will say a few things to you. You will probably think they are funny. I do not.
I guess you think you are very smart, but really you are not that smart. You are still doing things that you admit are crazy. That's not very very smart. You sound like you have figured it all out, but here you are, just calling for "everyone to do teshuvah"...
You have a smart sounding idea that the tayva problem is like any middah that the Gaon said is harder to break than doing sha"s...very nice. For me, the difference is this:
I have jealousy and I don't like it. Is my jealousy ruining my marriage, job, family, sanity? Is it in charge of my entire life? Is it really ruining my life? No, I do not think so.
I have other problems. Are they ruining my life? No.
Chaza"l have a moshol that you know: The parts of the body argued over which is most powerful. The tongue won because it made the person say stupid things to the king and the whole body got the death penalty. "See?," it said, "
I run the show, because I do big things that will affect
all of the body, and the rest of you parts are powerless to stop me!"
For me, lust is like that tongue - it runs the show cuz it can ruin everything for me. Alcohol is like the tongue, for an alcoholic. Heroin is like the tongue, for a drug addict. An addict keeps using his drug like an idiot even when it is not fun any more, because he is used to it and doesn't stop even though it is hurting him or putting him into danger. Are you like that with your schmutz, or not?
There are gambling people who can enjoy poker. Sometimes they win, sometimes they lose. But it is always fun to play. Like sports. But some are
not able to enjoy gambling any more - they are pushed to do it and will almost always give in, even if it is very, very bad for them - and they have no money! Many of them call themselves "addicts". They admit that they really cannot stop no matter how much they want to, and that they do not gamble,
for entertainment any more. They are sick and they know it now.
Same for drinking with alcoholics.
Same with using lust, fantasy and sex, for me. Some yidden can get a lust attack, then a teshuvah attack (your nice words!), then another lust attack, then another teshuvah attack, to 120 - and their lives are not ruined. They seem to get along OK in life. Nu. Everybody has their pekk'l, right?
Lust is not that way with me. Maybe it was at the beginning, but by the time I was 16, lust became like a Doberman. It bites hard and holds on, chewing and chewing. Yes, takes breaks to rest...but the cycle never ends and it never lets go until everything choshuv in my life gets ugly and is ruined.
I looked at myself years ago (in recovery) and discovered that when I feel very guilty for something, I run to schmutz. When I feel very worried about something, I run to schmutz. When I am excited about something, I run to schmutz. When I am angry at something, I run to schmutz. It is my drug, plain and simple. Not entertainment, not a hobby, but a drug. And I cannot win against it. With Hashem's Chessed I am sober now thirteen years from porn videos, masturbation, and many other ways of using lust, but of course I am
still a sick person getting well.
Is my problem funny? Not to my children. And not to me, any more, either.
This is why it is not
at all like changing a middah. Please. Changing a middah is what we do to be
better people. Getting sober from my drug addiction to lust, fantasy and sex is what I do for
saving my life and everything in it from getting ruined.
If you consider yourself like a person who is choosing between a lower madreigoh and a higher madreigoh, then I tell you that either you are completely different from me,
or you are still just lying to yourself. You will find out which is true one day, like this:
After 120, if you look back on your life and see that it was a joke - that you were not a real husband and father but just
imitating one; that you were not a real yid, just
imitating one; that you were not a real chochom, just
imitating one...then you'll know.
I am not one to say, "Oy, you better stop! It's a terrible aveiro!" No, not me. I really believe that if you are in as much trouble as you
said you were in your first posts, then you can't stop anyway, until you learn how to stop whining, lying, and fooling yourself and making excuses for isarusa dl'Eilah and teshuvah. All that stuff is just silly, in my opinion.
Maybe you are really OK. Maybe not. I can never decide that, because I am sick myself! But you can. I hope you decide. Maybe between comedy movies.
Hatzlocha rabbah and thanks for being a decent fellow.