Sunday, March 24, 2013

Lesson 1: secrecy

1) Pornography problems are not resolved in secrecy - they thrive in it. 

I'd change my first name to something ridiculous (alouiscious, banana, meta world peace are the first things that come to mind) if I knew of an addict that didn't resist reaching out for years because he/she felt that this problem was best resolved on their own. I know I did. I had a problem for years before ever telling anyone other than a bishop. I feel like we are trained so well that when a problem comes up to go to a bishop, but then that's it. After years of addiction I finally opened to a friend, and maybe a family member, but I was still very secretive and got incredible at acting like everything was fine.  If I had a malignant tumor, I'd certainly seek medical help. Yet I was unwilling to seek help for the cancer that no one but I knew that was secretly destroying every aspect of my life. I became a master at living the double life.

How could I tell people? What if more people knew? What if I were to attend a group and were to see people I know? If anyone really knew who I was, they wouldn't want to be my friend. They'd be disgusted by me. They'd hate me. They'd judge me as a thing of naught. Funny, that's exactly how I felt about myself at the time.

Earlier on, it would only happen once every couple months so it wasn't that huge of an issue. I can just fix it on my own and it will be like it never happened. I don't want my loved ones to worry or to cause them unnecessary grief. It would destroy them. And besides, it would be so horribly embarrassing that it just wouldn't be worth it to reach out.

But it kept getting worse. And the worse it got, the more embarrassed I was. I drove myself further and further into isolation. After each slip I'd feel absolutely horrible all over again. I'd kill myself thinking of things I could do differently and recommit 100% to do things right the next time - but my will power was never enough on my own.And so the fire raged on...

Very early on while dating my wife, I told her that I had a pornography problem and was specific about what I was doing to fix it. I had made good progress over the last year and was feeling optimistic about things. However, I didn't tell her everything. I felt I could pick and choose what to tell her. I also continued to act out and not tell her about it. I did things that I convinced myself didn't count because they weren't as bad as the ways I used to act out - I believed the lie that it would be better for her not to know because she would just worry and it would just make her feel bad. This is my life's greatest regret. I wish a million times over I could go back and do things right. All I can do now is never ever make those justifications again.

Why did I stay in secrecy? Because I believed the lies that I've mentioned in the last few paragraphs. But they are all SO false! Maybe I'm an exception, but I have yet to talk to someone about my issue and wish I hadn't. Seeing someone I knew at group was always a blessing. I saw people from my ward, from my mission, my hometown, and from my job. There was an instant understanding and comradery between us that strengthened us both. Also, there's no such thing as a 'little pornography problem.' They are all significant and thus need significant attention. And unfortunately, the moment we chose lust and to act on that lust, we already broke our wives' hearts, and then destroyed the trust by lying and keeping things secret. Coming out with it all is the only way to allow the healing process to start - delaying it lets the venom spread.

We developed these habits in secret, and the idea of trying to fix them in secret makes about as much sense as trying to put out a fire with gasoline or freeze water in an oven. I now know that ANY time I am tempted to keep things a secret, I know where the feelings are coming from and I am wrong. I know that hiding things, however small, will lead to hiding bigger things. I know that I must maintain a completely open and honest relationship with my wife, with God, and with myself if I am to stay in sobriety and keep my addiction in check. That's what I've done for the last while and that's what I'll continue to do.

4 comments:

  1. How come a lot of this still doesn't make sense to me? Is it because I am in denial, or just still want to hold my secret? I still believe there are people you share with and people you don't. Unfortunately/fortunately for me everyone falls under that list except my therapist and bishop

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    1. Yeah, it's certainly a delicate situation about who to tell and who not to. I wouldn't suggest going and confessing on the pulpit or making an announcement at the next family reunion. And I agree, There are certainly some people you tell and some you don't. When we reach out to the right people at the right time in the right manner it can be extremely empowering.

      You've already done the most important step, the first one, and that's opening up to someone. Reaching out to therapists and bishops for help is really great and a very difficult step. For some people, maybe that's enough. It wasn't for me. It wasn't until I was willing to talk to more people and reach out in a support group that I really found the change I needed. Everyone's situation is different though - I'd be interested in hearing more about your situation if you want. Here's my email.
      recovery.gdodaat@gmail.com

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  2. Dang Nate you are stellar. Absolutely stellar. Gosh, there are so many things to sharpen up on. The secrecy thing is tough. I love having support but sometimes I just don't know who i can trust. I try to be honest with y'all and with recovery guys but not with family. I don't know what they'd do. I always hear "oh they'll love you." It hasn't been the case with my mom. I guess I am guarded. Maybe you can post on how you've confided in people or disclosed to family. I'd be curious to hear how you've done it.

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    1. haha thanks buddy, that's generous of you. you're quite stellar yourself. yeah maybe i'll write a post sometime about reaching out to family... it could be that I just have a limited view on it all since i have a really supportive family. I've talked to my mom, dad, a few sisters, a brother-in-law, one set of grandparents, and at least 7-8 friends and they've all been incredibly supportive. I guess I just don't understand why a parent, friend or sibling would respond with anything but love. I feel like we've all got our things in life and we're all here to help each other with those things.

      Your experience with your mom would be a rough one though... i can imagine that after something like that i'd be a little apprehensive about opening up to others as well. there was just something about having my dad or my sister or my friend on my side. more people outside of group that were close to me that i could tell how i was doing recently and have them rooting for me. i just feel like there is so much support from people really close to us that so many of us don't tap into. i'd be happy to talk more about it any time if you want. good luck buddy - and have a great week.

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