Letter to myself:
It’s been a long time. Far too long. You seek a release from stress, a way to feel good about something. Let me tell you, it will not work. You are afraid you might never beat this, that it will keep knawing away you until you end up hurting someone you love. This assassin hunting you, called porn, this demon, has you in its trap. It looks enticing on the outside, doesn’t it? On the inside its a cruel and ugly killing machine. But you have hope…you have Jesus, and Jesus did not die for you to be eaten alive by this addiction. You have a toughness, the hardened shield of God, and all you have to do is build it up…find it, polish it, then use it. You are capable of defeating the seducing power of porn, and I whileheartedly believe that you can do so. You’re not alone, my friend.
Letter from my sex addict:
Hey! You hate me, I know. I’m the dark side of you, the side that nobody knows about. Let me tell you something…I hate this part, too. It feels like no matter what you do, you will be in this for the long haul…that’s total crap, bud. Don’t believe the lies of that jerk face demon, or his master…they don’t know you, they don’t have power over you, THEY DONT OWN YOU. Keep fighting. You’re winning this fight as of now.