SLAA

Can I suck your dick?


I am sorry, did that sound vulgar? suggestive? inappropriate? well guess what, that same exact thought comes to mind very often when I am talking to a guy. well not any guy, but someone I find remotely attractive.

why am I even sharing this with you? I guess it is to say “hey, I am sober, but I am not cured” we all have crazy thoughts that pop in our heads, but we do not have to act on them. easier said than done, I know, but it can be done.

when the thought comes, I try to not indulge it, I pray and ask my higher power to guide me. I try to focus on the individuality of the person I am speaking to rather than his or my sexuality. I also do what many addicts call “playing the tape forward”. so, let’s say I act on it, fun for five minutes or fifty minutes if I am lucky, and then what? the remainder of the tape is never appealing, so I take it out of the VCR and play a new thought instead.

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Loved you before I met you


In the moonlit Egyptian summer night, looking out from the balcony of my parents apartment in a quiet Cairo suburb, holding hands with my then boyfriend and listening to savage garden. I knew I loved you before I met you was the name of the song. I related to every word of it. He was the one, I dreamed him into life.

There’s just no rhyme or reason
Only the sense of completion
And in your eyes
I see the missing pieces I’m searching for
I think I’ve found my way home

He was my way home. I was completely in love. I couldn’t think of anything better than to be in his arms. even now as I write this, 17 years later, I still feel that slight sense of joy form remembering the feeling I had when I was with him. My sex addiction made him the saviour. He was going to fix me. He was the answer to all my problems. He was the fulfilment of all my dreams. But the fact is, he was none of that.

I had designed a description of my saviour, it was tailor made to represent my fantasy. when I met him, I almost immediately dressed him up in my description. now looking back I could see that it was the wrong size, it ripped the minute he tried it on. But that didn’t alarm me. I was convinced that it fit him perfectly. He was the one.

not sure where to go from there, I was listening to savage garden the other day and it brought back all the memories. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t in recovery from sex and love addiction so I can indulge once more in such feelings. Most times, however, I am grateful for the life I have in recovery. It doesn’t offer the highs of my addiction but it also protects me from the deep lows I was left with in between the highs.

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God intervened


every now and then I get flashbacks of times where I acted out on my addiction, or times where I had the opportunity of acting out and I didn’t. when that happens, the feeling that follows this flashback is one of regret. I keep thinking about what I could have done to have more fun but didn’t do. asking myself the question, “I wasn’t in recovery then, why didn’t I just do this or do that”.

today I got my answer. I didn’t do this or that because God intervened. Yes I may have not been in recovery then, or I may have been in a relapse but regardless, the action and the motive were wrong, and sometimes God intervened to save me from myself. so now when I am feeling low and ready to give it all up I can remember that God can intervene again if I seek his help.

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It’s your call


there is a saying: “wheter you think you can or you think you can’t, in both cases you are right.” today I texted my sponsor in the morning to commit my day. in my head i worked out that I am busy and that it won’t be practical for me to do my step work writing. so as I am typing I realized that I am PLANNING NOT to do the work. I am actively planning it. so I rephrased my text stating that I will do at least one question of my step work. and I did. i just finished it despite a busy day, and now I even have time to tell you all about it.

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It is only natural for the addict


I was having another chat with my sponsor this morning. she said “it is only natural for the aloholic to drink, so it is only natural for the sex addiction to act out sexually”

It was reassuring to hear these words. after reflecting on what I called “my twisted motives” I was feeling a bit overwhelmed. yet when she said these words I could tell myself that my brain is wired that way, being nature or nurture, it is the way it is at the moment. So rather than being overwhelmed by my brain and it’s “natural” wiring, I am just going to focus on how I respond to its promptings.

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11 months later


well hello there, did you miss me?

I just read my latest post here, I wrote that 11 months ago. I was just one week sober then. Gosh, I remember that day very clearly, like it was yesterday. I am surprised that it was that long ago.

so let’s have it, I am 11 Months and one week sober YEEHEEE!!! it wasn’t without crazy insane thoughts, and it wasn’t without challenges, temptations and close calls. but hey, I am here, and I am sober. that is a call for celebration.

I am now facing another addiction. food addiction!! I just joined OA and today was my first abstinent day. let’s see how I go with that.

will keep it short, stay connected and let me know your thoughts.

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Coming clean- back to day one


 I’ve been trying to keep sober for a while but I keep negotiating the system and tempt fate. My addictive pattern has been sex with strangers and obsessive masturbation. I stopped hook up apps but started meeting random strangers through Couchsurfing. Every time I connect with someone I follow the same process. Run through all the pictures make sure they meet a superficial appearance criteria then read through the profile carefully searching for any hints about their sexuality and if they’d be open for a hookup. 

I haven’t acted out with anyone from Couchsurfing but the process itself is sick and the hype and energy around it has addiction written all over it. 

On New Year’s Eve I met a random stranger to go for countdown, we hung out for a bit and then I invited him to crash over at my place. The guy is not even my type (superficial I know but hey, I am an addict) we shared a queen size bed. No touching. Not even suggestion. But just the idea that there is a random stranger in bed got me excite. Too excited that I spontaneously ejaculated from the fantasy in my head. After he left I masturbated. 

Today I would have been 4 weeks sober. as of now I am 24 hours clean. I went to a SLAA meeting and shared twice and openly about what happened. I made a decision to get rid of the Couchsurfing app and I did. I am praying to remain clean.

Thanks for reading.

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backache is easier than insanity


I woke up today with a backache, i think I am not dressed warm enough or the bed i am sleeping in is not good for my back. bottomline is I am experiencing pain and pain is a trigger for me. I am familiar with drowning pain “medicating it” in the depth of my depth of my addiction.

I also got a text from my wife asking me to come help with the kids so she can rest as she had a rough night. I didn’t jump to the rescue but I jumped to resentment. I have them full time and I deal with the rough nights pretty much every night since we separated, why couldn’t she do it for a few nights. anyway, i quickly dropped the thought, went and showered, fed the dog breakfast and drove over to home. they were all getting ready to leave so I spent just a bit of time with the kids before they left then sat to have breakfast cause i haven’t figured out the kitchen in the house where I am staying.

I returned back to the house where I am staying, did a bit for work from home and took a nap. the back pain triggered the thought “i need a massage” which i probably do, but no i don’t. I got up, got my stuff ready and drove to the office. I got a phone call from another addict and I had a nice recover conversation. I got to my desk and started working working working until i finished what i needed to finish. I also recorded and edited a video for my YouTube channel! whoohoo, it had been a couple of months since my last video.

after i finished, i went to a SLAA meeting, talked recovery, then drove by carl’s jr to get dinner and drove straight home. I watched the movie Race. heartache. thank goodness we went from a Black gold medalist not being acknowledged by the White House, to a Black president in the white house. I guess Yay for humanity, we are making progress in some areas.

I will say some prayers and go to sleep.

8 days of full withdrawal, 28 Days sober

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Another day has come and gone


My wife had one of the girls sleeping with her. I slep a bit later than I should last night. Woke up to find that my other girl had a fever and had caught cold. I managed to hold her close and help her sleep an it longer. Then got up, had a bit of breakfast and I spent time with my son and my daughter. Managed to put the little girl for a nap. Then played snakes and ladders with my sons and flew paper planes. It was lots of fun. 

My wife arrived with our middle daughter. I started packing as … well a bit of background…. It is school holidays and the kids are home full time. So my wife and I (we are separated at the moment and she lives elsewhere and I have the kids with me) anyway my wife and I agreed she’ll have them one week and I will have the other till the end of the school break. Today is the start of her week. 

So I packed, said goodbye to the kids and hit the road. I am house sitting at a friend’s place. I went first to pick a friend up from the airport and hand out with her and show her the city. We had a simple meal together and then eventually sent her home to where she is staying. 

I dropped off by home to pick up some items I forgot. The two older kids were still up so I gave them long hugs and head out. Hung out with my friend and her partner and chatted for a bit.  Now I am lying on a bed in my sleeping bag. Will say a prayer after posting this and go to sleep. 

22 days sober 5 days full withdrawal 

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