Revelation

This frightening journey from the effects of my long term porn abuse had almost crippled my sense of self, ruined my marriage, and sent me into a tailspin of destructive thinking. But today, I had an epiphany. In order for me to truly rise above the warped fetishes I've acquired from this drug, is to realize exactly what the differences are from me without it, and me totally entrenched in it. I've been a heterosexual male my entire life, loving the thrill of being in the vicinity of a woman. I've been an athlete my entire life, outgoing, and damn near the life of the party wherever I was. Now, due to these weird manifestations, I'm closed off, afraid to go around guys, and can barely form a sentence without stammering. I spent too much time exiled from my family thinking all of a sudden I've morphed into some monster that had been secretly hiding forever. Facts are, the more I'm away from the fix, the clearer my mind gets. Maybe this is the wrong place for this, but I just felt the need to encourage myself and others that what you're thinking, craving, and in some cases, feeling are NOT you. Keep pushing folks. You can beat this. Remember who you are, and fight for them to resurface.