Hello. A lot has happened since my last update. Life feels like a roller coaster lately, ups and downs, and dramatically so.
On my last report, I mentioned that I was machine-gunned by my wife and I felt hopeless. During that conversation with my wife, I actually tried to keep in mind, "I'm trying to be humble. I'm trying to listen. I'm taking this to heart. It's good to know what's really bothering my wife; now I know what I need to do differently." And it was fine. I actually felt a big relief, in a funny sort of way.
But then the next morning, Friday morning, I went over it in my head. It seems that everything I do, from the moment I wake up, until the time I go to bed, is wrong! I'm supposed to change everything! That's what got me feeling really down.
At some point I mentioned to my wife, "I feel like everything I do is wrong, no matter what." She responded that, the problem wasn't really so big. "Just, if I happen to wake up five times during the night with the kids, you should be flexible enough to stay home and watch them in the morning and go to a later minyan." It was this, just when the need arises, under those extenuating circumstances, I should be on the look out and be able to be more flexible. She's not really asking for nonstop superhuman help.
I think, before that comment, on Shabbos afternoon, I had a realization. I tried talking to Hashem--it's something we're supposed to do more of as part of our recovery. But, for me, talking to Hashem in the past has always felt like I'm reciting a grocery list. What exactly am I supposed to put on this grocery list? And then, how often can I repeat this grocery list without feeling like an idiot? Or, at best, talking to Hashem has felt like I'm really trying to talk out a problem to myself in hopes of coming up with some sort of solution. And I would call this "talking to Hashem."
But, talking to Hashem, we're supposed to put our focus outside out heads. It's supposed to feel like there's someone outside ourselves, and we're talking to that person. What do you say? An honest request for guidance--I have no idea what's best, please let me know what I should do. Also, we can daven for other people's well-fare. We can daven for the strength and the resources to carry out Hashem's will--whatever that may be and I have no idea yet!
So, after all that, two things came to mind. One, even if I have to radically change my whole self, I don't have to change my entire life right now. I only have to change for today, to start with, and I think I could handle that. Secondly, I was walking to mincha, or back from mincha, on a nice sunny Shabbos afternoon. I got the feeling--well, today has been pretty good. I haven't been delinquent, I haven't neglected my wife's needs, and I have been helpful today in some of the ways she has asked for. So, I just got a feeling of simcha, feeling that, even though it seemed like an overwhelming demand, life was, in actuality, going well.
So RID was disarmed.
Briefly.
Two days ago I was working at the computer. The computer started to malfunction. I got really angry, and slipped right away. A big slip. I was searching desperately for images on the internet but, do to my filter's high security settings (among other things, "search" is a blocked keyword again), I didn't find anything that qualifies, officially, as p*rn. I assumed I slipped because of my frustration with the computer. But, I thought it was strange I slipped so quickly and so badly. I had absolutely no resistance.
Later that day, I met with a friend (we've been meeting regularly and working through the white book). I just opened up to him, and admitted my slip, and poured out all the emotions behind it. In doing so, to my surprise, lots of other sources of RID came to the surface. Aha! No wonder I slipped so fast. Not only did the computer malfunction. I was RIDdled with resentment, as I was working on a job that I would rather not do but felt obligated to do it. And I was RIDdled with fears, after a long stretch of not finding work, I finally got a project which I'm quite happy about which is as good a project as I could hope to get (except it's really short-term). I've felt for such a long time--if only I found some work, then our financial situation would stabilize. But, here I am with such a job, and when all is said and done the pay doesn't seem worth it. Like I finally got to the end of a long road, like I-95, and realized it was a dead-end. So, this was a big source of RID.
Besides uncovering this RID, my friend gave me a concrete plan of action, steps I can take to move forward. This was very helpful.
Later on, I reached a few other fellows from DC's 12-step calls. They helped me talk out the issues with my wife some more, and also drew on their own work experience to give me some pointers for my own work.
Now, I called a few different people and couldn't reach them. Afterwards, I was able to reach one of them. In the past, I've had this feeling, "NOW I HAVE THE SOLUTION, IT WOULD BE STUPID TO KEEP ON DISCUSSING THE PROBLEM." But, you know what? These are big problems. It doesn't hurt to run through it again with someone else, to dig it up again, and gain from their perspective, too. In fact, if this problem has been such a big source of RID, I probably NEED help from a few different people to fully overcome it and move on. So, though I already spoke to someone, I called back those other fellows whom I had left messages with.
Since then, I have started to feel some more urges, quite strongly. Just when I thought I got to the bottom of something, it seems that I was overlooking something else, something just as significant.
Lust enters the mind so quickly, and it seems like such a pleasurable solution. It's reliable, it's familiar, and convenient.
I need to fill myself up with true, healthy sources of pleasure. But, it seems so awkward. Such an effort. It feels like my mind's default setting is LUST LUST LUST.
My mind easily wanders to lust, to acting out. Yet, it takes such effort to think of positive things. I keep coming up with the same stupid flower or sunset. It feels so cliche. For some reason, I don't feel like I get nearly as much pleasure from observing all the natural wonders packed within an orange or a flower as I do from forbidden flights of fancy.
Besides all this, my wife and I got a little playful very recently. As far as I can tell, she started it, but I got carried away. I ended up having Z.L. I feel like I should have known better, and this has got me really confused again. I feel like I'm still searching for stuff on the internet, and still having Z.L. I sort of feel like, despite everything, I haven't really gotten anywhere, and like I'm not getting anywhere.
--Eye.