Hey
@searching4good, thanks so much for continuing to check in.
I'm hanging in there. Don't feel like I'm acing it, but I haven't been doing too bad either. On Day 5 or so, with some minor issues here and there.
I feel like there are so many thoughts and feelings swirling around inside myself about all of this, and it's really hard to pin it all down. There's no way I'll be able to capture it all in this post, but even just seeing you checking in on me earlier got the thoughts churning in a (I believe) healthy way, so thanks.
I've been feeling lots of things, some good, some bad, about my recovery these days, but mostly just feeling confused and like I couldn't figure out what I was doing, or what I should be doing, or how I should be feeling. As I examined those thoughts earlier this evening and probed them, I discovered that I think there might be something more going on under the surface that I hadn't really been letting myself acknowledge. I haven't been doing too badly in recovery lately, but it also hasn't been perfect. I've had the odd slipup in the last couple of months, and even the clean times haven't been 'squeaky clean' if you know the sort of thing I mean.
The thing that complicates things is, I'm moving in just over a month with my family, really getting going in our work with the Christian organization that we're associated with. They do have standards of conduct, and I've been open about my struggles from the start. They've been supportive of me and encouraging in my progress towards recovery, but I feel a ton of internal tension and dissonance about the fact that things haven't been quite as good lately as they were through most of this year. Like, as of November 1 I could honestly say that porn was basically behind me, but it's hard to feel that way right now.
Man, as I type all that suddenly it seems so obvious that it's emotionally super complicated for me right now, heh. In general I've just tried to focus on being the best me I can be, doing what I need to do to be healthy and trying to be honest about where I'm at. Lately it's the honest part that's been hard for me. Honest with myself, that is. I've had a hard time really being honest with myself and looking clearly to see where I'm at and what I'm struggling with, because in the back of my mind the whole time I'm worried that if what I find is that I'm in a bad place right now, then I won't in good conscience be able to keep quiet about that. I'll have to talk about it with my supervisors, and see what they say. And what if they don't feel comfortable with us going forward right now, and want me to take some more time to focus on recovery? That's super terrifying because of how much we've invested in this move, and especially because of how hard I think it would be for my wife.
Blech, this is all so tough. And scary. I still don't know where I'm at with everything. In the meantime, I just want to focus on doing the best I can in my recovery, and part of that means being honest with myself, like I've forced myself to be in this post. One day at a time, and whatever happens it'll all be ok. Honestly if it weren't for my wife, it would be a lot easier for me to just be all "que sera sera" about this. But last year we had some major relational tensions about all this, and while that's gotten way better lately I'm kinda scared that it'll all explode again and that sounds super painful.
Anyway, that's where I'm at. A piece of it, anyway. A messy, complicated piece of it. Thanks everyone for all our kindness, care, and support.