A life worth living
hey all, im GiF and I am a sex addict This June I reached my 11 year milestone in SAA. I work a imperfect EDA program and lean deeply into ACA and Alon programs. This time 14 years ago or so I was sitting on my couch alone at home in a pity party. I had so many emotions and no fellowship.
I learned in that chapter a big emotion I don't like without outlet will pave its own path.
Over the years holding on to the pain that ensued months after that pity party I stay sober one day at a time because I just can't go back. To honor that I have qualified every year on my milestone.
Yet, this year felt borrowed. I know I have grown. I see how I respond better. I am proud that through the darkest chapters of my adult life I put my program first and I earned every one of the 4077 days I have today away from my inner circle behaviors.
I pay the gift given to me foward. I sponsor a lot of newcomers and recent in the past week have held space for (2) 5th steps, a 6th and 7th steps including finding my own step 4,5,6,7,9 and the letter to my first spouse. It has been an emotionally heavy week.
In a recent 10 step call with a fellow I took ownership of how I keep making rain checks when I get upset. Which is difficult to admit as I feel rage every single day for the last 8 years. I have found many ways to be less reactive to angry. Yet, this is exhausting.
When I pray, my prayers are always answered. I have everything I need. My anger is not helpful.
I have tried CBT, DBT and change talk I got trained in motivational interviewing to help talk myself out of this anger.
Yet, this anger does not feel tethered to just this incarnation. There is no radically accepting how much anger has always exsisted in me.
My disease is evolving and every monthly heat cycle i feel closer to numbing in new ways. I have been celibant since my marriage ended. When I did date not one person moved foward to so much as holding my hand.
I just can't repeat what happened in my second marriage.A different fellow keeps asking me if I'm relationship avoidant. Yet, today once again I rained checked. The disease is telling me all types of wild things.
So in my morning meditation the question surfaced what would be the impact of committing to a life of celibacy?
Is that in of itself escapism?