Dov
How exactly was your willingness to 'finally be done with it' demonstrated?
I would bet that this time was different because you were willing to take real steps - to do something real to turn your back on it. Sh'vuos, charomim, knasos, and other trash are nice and work a bit sometimes for addicts, for a while. But wether you yourself are an addict or not, I bet you found that there is only one thing that made 'this time' real, for a change: opening up in a more real way to other real people.
Honestly? I don't think I did
anything to demonstrate that I was done with it when I first started being clean, but I'll start with the past, bring us up to the present and see if we can see a different pattern here.
This whole issue started when I was a young teenager. With the internet in its infancy, I had my own computer in my own room and I had hours to explore. I knew that what I was doing was wrong, but I was extremely curious, nervous about the topic, and fascinated. I tried a bunch of times to install filters, but then I would always open them up. I tried to write tiny letters on my calendar to indicate that I would try to stay clean those days, it didn't work. I deleted accounts to certain services but would then just open new ones. I was just way too interested in the stuff.
I got a little older and went away to a yeshiva. While at yeshiva, I was able to stay clean without a problem. I didn't keep track how long I was clean - that wasn't really a thought at the time, so I have no idea how long each stretch was. Each time, I thought I had it beat. Then I would go home and just out of curiosity, I would go to certain programs/sites just to see if the people I used to interact with were still there. Pure stupidity. In reality, I was testing myself to see if I still had the desire for the stuff - and I failed miserably. And you know how it usually goes. Once I fell, I was a failure and would stay down for a while.
Then I started going out, looking for a shidduch. Would I share this most embarrassing side of me with anyone? No way! Once I'd get married, there'd be no reason to do this stuff anyway, I'd have the real thing and then I'd be cured! From the time I met my wife until about 3 months after my chasuna, I was clean. I remember just before my wedding, I was a bit down that I had never really beat my YH before it was game over for him by default. How foolish! Life after marriage is stressful too (who knew?) and one day while at home on the computer, I once again decided to check out places I used to frequent just to make sure the YH was really dead. It wasn't.
A year or two after I got married, while I was at work, my wife came across a browser I had accidentally left open. That was the beginning of years of pain and anguish for the both of us. She was extremely hurt by my actions, and my world was coming crashing down around me. My deepest, darkest secret was out. I may have resolved to stop, but at that point it was only half-hearted. The truth is, I didn't see why she was so bothered, and I didn't feel she really had the right to be. This stuff numbs us, it numbs our feelings, and it did a good job on me. To me, it was just simply a way to wind down at the end of the day and though I knew it was wrong, I felt it was something that was between me and Hashem. My wife on the other hand wouldn't buy that. She started speaking to people in the community and soon Operation-Get-Me-Into-Therapy-Or-The-12-Steps began. I was hurt, frustrated, embarrassed and annoyed. My deepest darkest secret, the one I wouldn't dare breathe to a soul was coming out. I made up in my mind that if certain people would find out, I would leave my wife and kids and get out of town.
After a particularly bad fight, I called my older sister and asked her how to go about getting a divorce. Of course she wanted to know what had gotten into me. I told her everything. My sister was able to calm me down a bit. Probably about a month or so after that, my wife took the kids and left me one night with an ultimatum. Therapy or she's out. I was enraged. I saw this threat as manipulation and I wanted no part of it. If it meant giving her and the kids up, so be it. I once again called my sister who tried to knock some sense into me. Later that night, a compromise was made. My wife came back home and I agreed to chat online with a frum therapist. I had a few sessions, but got the feeling that he was more interested in my money than in me, plus, his hashkafa didn't match mine. So I ended up terminating that. Next, I went to a marriage counselor with my wife. We had a few ok sessions, but again for whatever reason we stopped going.
Around that time, a relative of mine was beginning to go through a divorce that was rumored to have had components of this issue involved. At that point, I was clean for a bit and had resolved to stay clean. Trying to help mend that marriage, I made phone calls to two other relatives and told them of my experience. Again, at that point I wasn't counting days, so I have no idea how long I managed to actually stay clean, but eventually I fell and stayed fallen.
Whenever I was back to my garbage, my wife was breathing down my neck. She was hurt and she showed it. She made snappy, hurtful comments and wanted desperately for me to get help. I resisted.
Then I started a business. About a week before I opened, I decided I was going to start being clean as a zechus for the business to do well. I managed to stay clean for 3 months. I know that it was 3 months this time, because when I came back once again to poke the YH again to make sure he was dead, the program I got on told me that it had been 3 months since my last login.
Fast forward a couple more years. My business had failed a year or so beforehand. I had a lot of free time on my hands. My wife signed me up to the GYE Shmiras Einayim emails. I would sometimes glimpse at them but for the most part, I ignored them. She decided on her own that she had enough being my policeman and for the most part ignored my activities. Because she backed off, my resistance weakened. I joined GYE and discovered a community of frum people who really got each other because they were or had been in the same place. I still wasn't really participating but I was reading.
When I decided to start being clean, I didn't tell a soul, not anyone on here and not anyone in my "real" life. I didn't even
really make the commitment that I was leaving it all behind for good. In fact, when I first decided that I was going to start being clean, instead of deleting my accounts in certain programs I had been using, I left them active and on my computer. I didn't filter any of my devices. If I had wanted to use them, I could have done so very easily. But I had decided that I was going to be clean for a short amount of time, around 2 - 2 1/2 weeks. In fact, during that time, people would get on here and chat with me. I think you, Dov, were one of them. When I was asked where I was holding, I was very vague and non-committal. During that time, my wife, not knowing that I had stopped, noticed a difference in how I was interacting with her and the kids, and she made a comment to that effect. That encouraged me to continue. About a month after I had decided to start being clean, I was chatting with someone on here and I started giving chizzuk, sharing some of my experiences when I felt it would help. It wasn't until 6 months later that I started opening up about myself on this thread.
So: I had no
real commitment, I wasn't
reallyopening up to anyone on here. In fact, my real opening up to real people was done years ago and it had little effect then.
Was my last post hypocritical? Maybe it was.
So why did I write it?
Over the past 6 1/2 months, I've spoken to a lot of guys on here. I have about 25 gye email contacts who I am in touch with regularly and some others that I chat with on here. I see clearly that there are those who really
want to stop and others who
wish they wanted to stop. Meaning they kind of want to stop because they know it's the right thing to do, but they don't really want to give up the pleasures they have come to known. Stopping doesn't really work when you don't really want to let go. Eventually you're going to go back to it.
While I may not have shown outwardly right away that I was making that commitment, I think at that point it was really there, I just had to discover it and bring it out of myself in my own way.
What made this time different from all the other times?
This time I thought back to all the other times I had tried to stop and figured out a pattern: All the other times, the yetzer harah was telling me to prove I was over it. Then of course, I would get sucked right back into it. I wasn't going to fall for that trick again. There's no need for me to prove it. I could prove it by minding my own business and by not testing myself.
This time I was part of a community, cheering on others and being cheered. We may be behind screen names, but we care about each other. Giving chizzuk to others reinforced things in my mind over and over again.
This time, I was experiencing real happiness being clean and I wouldn't give that up for anything.