Could use some feedback

Could use some feedback

PhoenixRising

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I have been in recovery for over 20 years. When I started I was naive; naive about myself also. I could talk somewhat with my therapist, but I never mentioned that I started going online for sex, and was having random encounters with men.
This would get worse when I was anxious. I would go to place like gay.com or also seek punishment in places like Spankthis, where I could fantasize about being spanked. (I don't even know where this comes from).
This continued for many years and as the years went on I really struggled. Struggled with work. Was unable to have a real relationship outside of these encounters. I never really could talk about them because it felt so important to hold on to them. I told some people parts but at the time wasn't really able to let go of what I was doing. This has continued to the present day, only stopping recently as I have hit another rough spot. Thats when it all stops. So what am I doing and why do I continue? I dont like this behavior. In many ways it held me back from healing, but it seems to have been important to me for some reason I dont know. What do I do to change? I am at a point in my life where I have realized..I am not going to have a family, I will be lucky to keep the job I have now which allows me just enough money to get by, and because of my life track, I will have to rely on Medicaid or Medicare to care for me. I want to live my last years in peace and dont want this to be a part of them.
So what happened? Why did I feel the need to keep this secret? Why as this so important to hold on to. It never felt good..it just was one way I could get a sensation. A feeling. A connection. I would feel shame after.
Its really important to me that I don't beat myself up for this behavior, but own it. In hindsight, I'd go back and tell my first therapist exactly what was going on. I think I wanted him to like me. I wanted everyone to like me actually..and sex seemed so wrong to me. I never really talked about it because it seemed so important to keep a secret.
Is this so odd for a survivor? I feel very ashamed for what I have done and dont know how to forgive myself for what I did. I did want sex. I just didnt know how to get in a better way.
 
Exactly the same problem.

I'm unable to establish or develop emotional connections with another human being. I'm chronically and profoundly lonely. Severely depressed as a result.

Any kind of connection at this point, whether it be unhealthy, is better than nothing at all.

It sucks to die from loneliness.
 
I'm sorry we share this experience
 
I'm sorry we share this experience
 
PhoenixRising,

I think a lot of us circle around certain behaviors in jus tthis way. I know I do. And I have the same relationship issues. I guess I'm lucky I never wanted to get married!

The shame and the self forgiveness can sure be real problems, too! But then again, they just don't help. It was funny, I just watched the new Spielberg movie about the Russian spy who got caught by the FBI. He was so calm. His lawyer kept asking, why aren't you nervous or afraid. The spy said, "Would it help?"

One thing that helps me get there to that point of freedom from shame is to realize these patterns are just symptoms of the abuse rather than reflections of me. The things I circle around are so obviously the result of the abuse that I might as well be a machine programmed to do them. Truly a broken kind of auto pilot. And no harm comes to anyone from them but me. Seeing it like that helps open some space around the shame for me. Not that I want to share the patterns with anyone, but mostly not because of shame but because they aren't really mine. They belong to the abuse.

Getting to that point was hard, but it is really helping. Shame, guilt, etc. just a waste of our precious life time.

Please dont' beat yourself up for these things. They belong to the past. I doubt they really reflect you any more than my patterns reflect me. And it's only after we can separate those things out that we can start to know who we really are.

One of the main reasons I went to therapy in the beginning was because I ddin't know if I was gay. Then I realized I would never know until I had at least a year or so without any of the patterns existing in my life.

Until the patterns of thepast are gone, I don't have any room for the real me to emerge.

Danny
 
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