Wild At Heart

"Why is pornography the most addictive thing in the universe for men? Certainly there's the fact that a man is visually wired, that pictures and images arouse men much more than they do women. But the deeper reason is because that seductive beauty reaches down inside and touches your desperate hunger for validation as a man you didn't even know you had, touches it like nothing else most men have ever experienced. You must understand -- this is deeper than legs and breasts and good sex. It is mythological. Look at the lengths men will go to find the 'golden haired woman' ".

(Wild At Heart, by John Edlredge)

Uphill Battle, not infinite

So I was walking home today, thinking how it's her period and I'm finding it so much easier than a few months ago. I didn't wake up angry, haven't been obsessing. It's kinda like I've reached the summit of the hill, and now the momentum of reaping some better thought patterns is piling on top of other blessings. It's like I've finally pushed the boulder up the hill, and with some momentum it's really almost easy to keep it moving now that the ground is level. As much easier as it is now, it was the same situation compounded before--only difficulty made it more difficult. Bad vibes made it harder, and the fact that it was difficult made it more diffucult. Vicious circle and repetitively bad cycle. What breaks the cycle? Grace. Real love--both on my part and those close to my like my lovely bride.

Surrender, Escape, Death & Life

So the friend who sees me and gives me "pastoral support" every month or two asked me why I was doing so much better.

The usual are still true:

1. Persevering. (time doesn't heal all wounds, but combine time with a hard fight and you're gonna get there).

2. Honesty. (brutal, frightening and ever risky honesty)

I've had some fantasies and hopes that I have becomre more and more sure were hopeless (to be met at the door by her wearing nothing but maybe an overcoat, ready to throw it off and pounce on top of my like an animal in heat). I never wanted to bring these silly desires out into the light because I knew they were ridiculous. Well I've been doing it. It hurts when she chuckles and says that it'll probably never happen (DAMN!) but I think the fruit of that has been more freedom and peace.

I feel like the pain from the love I felt I didn't get from my father is not what drives me to porn and masturbation (M) anymore. Now it's more like boredom or simple loneliness or maybe horniness. If I'm thriving in my work, then it's almost easy. I'm sure there is still more in the layered process of forgiviness of my Dad, but it doesn't seem like it's a big deal right now. At first it was all about sex, then it was all about my dad. Now it's changed again. I'm not sure exactly what it's changed to, but it's different again. It's less. I can contemplate her not wanting to make love tonight (or right now or whatever) and not feel gutted and "it's not fair". I can roll over and go to sleep without feeling outraged and enraged. I can get up the next morning without being obsessed and usually go through the day quite normally too. I gotta work on the eating and comfort and control of junk food, but that's another story.

Dark & Light

I'm struggling today. I think I'm having a hard time getting motivated to really immerse myself in anything at work, and instead I keep viewing unhelpful short video clips.

I've came very close to M'ing in the last few days. I don't think it's a very strong deterrent, but the idea that my counter would be reset has helped so far (14 days doesn't express all the days I've been strong over the last few years, so I definitely don't want it to be reset again!).

I've started rereading my oldest posts here, hoping it will strengthen me to see how far I've come. I sure wish Russ would put out a new episode of ASI or the guys in Colorado would do a new show at BlazingGrace (see links on upper left side of this site). I've been seeing a mature christian for several years who gives me support, but there's nothing quite like hearing folks who've struggled with the same thing as you talk about the struggle and the wins.

We had a wonderful evening of lovemaking a few nights ago. So many of the superflous things that I fantasized or obsessed about happened all in that one night. It made my week and has been replaying in my memory since. One shadow thought that keeps echoing around my head afterwards is "Do you now feel loved?" and stuff like "So you knew you were loved before, right?" I have thought a little how its not quite making me feel good for as long as Id like.

Weird how different visual sexual images are in real life compared to porn and one-on-one situations. The most natural and best thing to do with your eyes in the most intense and majority of other times during lovemaking is to make eye contact with your lover. I want to look at my favourite parts of her, especially if she's wearing something that accentuates. But I'm aware that I'm kinda going off on my own to look at her and leaving her (and her eyes) behind. She doesn't mind, but it doesn't really further the real intimacy. I find myself drinking in her beauty and sexiness, then leaving it to return to her.

I've still got another window opened with a sexy movie clip. Okay, I've now closed it. I gotta remind myself that although it's enjoyable, it also gets me very turned on. That's both enjoyable and frustrating and unhelpful. It makes me want to go M. At best it can make me want to be demanding with her when we're together next. It's not right to get turned on from something else then want to cash in on it, with no regard for her wants and desires (like wanting to go to sleep, like desiring to not be sexual for a change). Plus seeing this dis-embodied sexual imagery kinda reinforces my desire for the visual stuff that I talked about in the last paragraph.

God, thanks for all the progress, but please help me yet again!