
Originally Posted by
Disillusioned
Tyler,
I have been reading your latest posts and am so impressed by your being called to take a higher road and be the best person you want to be. Please keep looking ahead at that person, as it is possible to see him in his words.
I am sorry for you that you relapsed when you so wanted to stop. Try to remember Jenn said it is a process, and one that takes time and continuing effort. Please don’t waste your energy beating yourself up. You owe no one here, even if we are spending time talking to you and caring about your outcome with your efforts. The person you owe is you, Ty.
You don’t have a grieving partner who is hurting terribly. Thank God, that you are trying to work on this and get rid of it before you involve someone else.
If you can, identify the things that lead up to this relapse. Was it a trigger, something or someone you saw that made you need this? Was it frustration with class and an assignment? Was it the remembering of a dream, even the one you wrote about? Was it the pretty, older classmate? Were you bored and putting off an assignment? Try to back up and see where it was coming from. Lonely? Identify the thing that helped get you that far and try to find something else that you can grab immediately as a substitute or distraction. Keep using that distraction if it works.
As far as the pretty girl and your erection, you hid it, no harm done that will be known by others. Try to focus on her eyes and face. Watch the expression in her eyes as she talks to you. Don’t drift down. That is noticeable and very uncomfortable for most women.
A woman wants to know she is interesting as a person to you. That you find what she thinks and feels about things important or enlightening. Give her your presence and do not steal from her to fantasize.
My h says when his thoughts go too far, he thinks of me bare. Now, I am 62 and haven’t looked 20 in many years, so this hurt at first, kind of like throwing cold water on himself.
You have to find your cold water. You can try saying the alphabet backwards. Takes some concentration. Try imagining an interstate, and recalling the exit signs and the towns that are along each exit. Get your mind somewhere other than on her body. Think of it as stealing something that is not yours, even if it is a look. You can’t go there.
One of the other PAs said stay away from her until you have this more under control. I haven’t personally experienced this, but I think he knows what he is saying.
My h and I returned from Hawaii recently. He worked and taught there for two weeks at the U. of Hawaii, and the room was paid for by his company. I didn’t want to go, as I feared catching his with that look as he saw the beautiful bodies in skimpy bathing suits.
What I did see this time, was something in his eyes that was for me, and that I haven’t seen in years. It was wonderful.
On the beach in my granny bathing suit, 3 young, pretty girls set up their towels next to us and began to take their shirts and shorts off to go into the water. I held my breath, my heart sank. Three pretty girls in fairly skimpy bathsuits and right next to us. I started talking to them about a bold pigeon that was almost climbing over us in its hunt for food from beach goers. They were not there to trigger my h or me, they were 3 kids, much like the ones I cared for in school when I worked. They were 3 kids out learning about the world, having an adventure and figuring out how they fit in, just like my kids at school. They pulled at my heart strings so quickly. We talked about a lot of things, like the fact they were too young for a car rental and could rent scooters. Just like the kids at school. I felt protective toward them, again, like I have always felt toward young people. They had no intention of triggering me or my h.
Their suits were fashionable and they were just having fun. If a man allows himself to think about things under the suits that are not for him to see, if he allows himself to fantasize about these young girls, he is wrong. My h saw the people in these girls, as people this time, not assorted body parts. He listened and realized they were kids, and they were the same age as some of the models in his men’s magazines, and on p, and at the strip clubs. Too young to rent a car, but old enough to strip?! I think it made a difference to him, and I believe him when he tells me he is choosing the higher road.
Ty, please don’t give up. You are worth the battle you are waging. I am sorry it is there to catch you and cause the problems in your young life that it has. Please stop looking at the women who art part of this lie. I cannot imagine the damage that has been done to their sense of selves after being a part of this horrible lie called P. They are hurting themselves, allowing others to use them. They are killing their spirits and higher persons just as this has done to you. Try again, Ty. If you slip, try again. Each time you do, you learn something that works or doesn’t work.
When you are better, share with the other young men who come into this place wounded and praying to find that higher road. You can let it out here, Ty, because the people here care. They are not going to call you names or lose interest in you. They want you to get better and be fully able to love a woman partner some day. You are worth the investment of all the time and caring we have given. Please believe that, Ty, and please continue to try to find your higher road.
disillusioned
Life is a gift, Tyler. Go out into nature and see how fleeting it is, how easily we can be gone. You do not want to be dead, as that is what happens when all you can do is P. You came here wanting your life back. You want life. SAy it over and over to yourself. Let it be your mantra. I want life, and I want to take the higher road.