Reaching for the simplest form of progress

I am not going to kid myself - while my recent return to aversion bubble solo binge behavior is not of the magnitude that such binges often were in the past, I am essentially guilty of binge behavior in the form of 3 episodes over the weekend - the 3rd was Sunday (yesterday), and therefore I am little more than 24 hours out of the last episode. Yes, I know that some times for many of us even a day or two - or even a few hours sometimes - is a success/positive step. But I am also brutally honest with myself to know that had I had opportunity and my past lack of control, I would have done so even more recently than yesterday. The only thing that has kept me "clean" is that I have not had a moment alone, have been with spouse, kids, spouse's family, or at work, after a tossing/turning night - a night that was a toss and turn because I wanted another episode - oddly enough, it was not purely - or "merely" - a libido-driven hunger thru the night, it was not appetite for orgasm. Unfortunately, I do know what it was.

I have long referred to this whole aspect of my life as being best represented by the cartoon shoulder angel and devil - but in internal struggles with it, I (as have others here) call it the beast/monster, or a dog barking incessantly. Oddly enough, for many of us, that actually makes it darker than it is on a perspective scale. It's not genuinely monstrous/beastlike in behavior - in their pure forms, I leave that terminology to the predators and rapists. But for those of us who so calmly and (as perceived by others) rationally walk thru and function (barely) in our ordinary day to day lives with work, friends, partners - we do know how razor thin our fine line of control is on it - we perceive our inner beast/monster/animal with the same level of fright, the same ugliness to it. And we fight back with a form of rage - in resisting, or in making the mistake of feeding the beast so it stops pulling on the chain - "here, I fed you the bare minimum, would you stop growling/barking and shut up and let me feel human for an hour, a day, a week?"

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I didn't take the term "beast" too seriously. Maybe I missed something.smiley

Marnia - when I make something sounds a bit more serious than it is - just remember that when I casually described the "beast" or cartoon angel/devil on each shoulder to my spouse - she took it initially literally, that I was hearing voices - so I tend to over-emphasize use of the term based on my primary communication experiences. Fear not smiley
Sometimes the truth isn't good enough. Sometimes people deserve more; sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.

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stories, too? Maybe that vividness is among the gifts you bring to the planet.

Yes, I often have since mid teens, as a means of expression of a variety of things.

Sometimes the truth isn't good enough. Sometimes people deserve more; sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.

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who write up for a wiki that could be a group short story about the porn struggle? I'm useless at fiction, but some of you are so creative. It could be fun...or just a silly idea. smiley

I have the perfect story. Should I submit it to your "magazine," maybe as an anonymous person? smiley

It's never been printed anywhere, and aside from one crit partner and about three editors at an online magazine, no one has laid eyes on it.

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I'll happily put it up, and credit your "fake name."

We've posted some of Poet's poetry, so your story would be in good company. smiley

Just PM it to me if you would like to do this. Do you have a favorite picture you can send me a link for, too?

But the porn issue itself, I'm actually rather limited on in basis. I ain't a saint, just wasn't ever a factor.

Sometimes the truth isn't good enough. Sometimes people deserve more; sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.

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I realized after I hit "Post Comment."

Oh well.... smiley

Well, first of all - key importance of the phrase "I ain't a saint"....it's not like I haven't seen porn or used it in past binges trying to sate (but end up feeding) the beast. And I'm honest enough to admit that during the 2007 separation, when I found it so difficult to be sleeping without her next to me, found it soooooooooo boring to deal with my physical sexual frustration by masturbating, I possessed more than one porn DVD and utilized it.

This is one of those things where my greatest attribute is also my greatest flaw - no porn works for me long enough to get addicted - because it's not the one woman that I so irrevocably associated/bound my entire rather extensive/intensive desire for - she wasn't in it, so for me, it was bland. That entire concept is not without its merits and its very indicative shortcomings/pitfalls. It's not like I've NEVER used it - I have off and on frequently - but never got addicted to it because my goddess was not the star of it.

Yes, that is rather fucked up, I know smiley

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But I guess even being hooked on your partner's orgasm is still be "hooked," eh?