Sunday and Monday were days in which I felt very weak. What I mean by that is I felt vulnerable to act out. I was more prone to fantasy, and it was more challenging to not keep custody of my eyes when outside. Looking back, I felt I made it through those days really well. Without vigilance on my part, my mind will stray leading me to believe that porn and soliciting prostitutes is not hurting anybody.
Tuesday morning, I listened to a couple of victims’ stories of abuse via being sexually trafficked. For some reason, those accounts seem to shock me back into sanity. And there seems to be no shortage of material. Even with all the work it takes to put together a documentary, a sermon, a podcast, or a story. It will take me over a year to get through it all.
To be honest, I have never demonstrated this level of custody over my mind and eyes. And I’m still concerned that I’ll revert back to my fantasies in some time. But I’m still plugging away. And as for porn and MB? Though it’s incredibly accessible to me every day, I still have not considered acting out. I’ve had quantity sobriety before, and I’ve had quality sobriety as well. There is a difference. But honestly, these past sixty days have been the best quality sobriety ever. Very happy with myself over this short time. And today, I’m glad to say that my mind is in a very good state.
You all have to know that I’m not saying that there is anything wrong with sex. Sex is a good thing, really. But I’ll share an interesting concept about porn addiction.
When someone mentions sex or even love, as a PA, my mind immediately reverts to porn. That’s probably the last thing on others’ minds, but a PA has trouble distinguishing between sex, love, and porn. I’ve fed my mind with so much porn. It’s no surprise that I’ve developed a warped sense of reality. I know now that when people share about loving sex and about how beautiful and awesome it is, they are not necessarily talking about all the acts witnessed in porn. It took me a loooooong time for me to see that. And it’s no wonder that it’s made relationships extremely challenging. I mean, here I am trying to search for Ms. Porn Star, or trying to mold my wife into Ms. Porn Star, and instead, I’m placing magical qualities on other people without being aware of it. I was clueless about women and relationships. To give you an idea, here is my Magic Lady:
Always nice – never in a bad mood
Likes sex simply for the physical pleasure and orgasm
Is always in the mood for sex
Doesn’t want romance
Doesn’t mind in I’m home late every day
Doesn’t mind if I’m late period
Is always physically attractive
Has no defects of character
Never argues
Never complains
Never trys or desires to change me
Only talks when I want her to
Says only things that make me feel good
Doesn’t say or do anything that makes me feel bad
Always grateful and satisfied of her relationship with me
Always feels “in love” with me
Always agrees with me
Makes decisions efficiently without changing her mind
Doesn’t mind if I’m not monogamous
Doesn’t mind if I look at or flirt with other women
In conclusion, I want to share something from the AA big book. This is the last chapter of the last personal story. It reads:
Above all, we reject fantasizing and accept reality. The more I drank, the more I fantasized everything. I imagined getting even for hurts and rejections. In my mind’s eye, I played and replayed scenes in which I was plucked magically from the bar where I stood nursing a drink, and was instantly exalted to some position of power and prestige. I lived in a dream world. A.A. led me gently from this fantasizing to embrace reality with open arms. And I found it beautiful! For, at last, I was at peace with myself. And with others. And with God.
Thank you, everyone.