Letter to myself:
Hey,
It’s me. This addiction has gotten the best of you, but like all things, it will pass. Impermanence underlies everything and this is no different. The days ahead will be difficult, feel like they are almost impossible. But you are strong. In the past, you have proven this with your streaks.
Imagine what life would be like when you always felt the freedom when you’re on a streak. Imagine what you would accomplish! Imagine how you would feel. Imagine who you would talk to. Imagine the improved social abilities. Imagine the improved feelings of self-worth. Imagine finally having a girlfriend.
This is what makes it all worth it. You will overcome.
Letter from my sex addict:
This is scary! You don’t need me anymore and I don’t like it. I want to slip you into your old ways but you have realized that after 10+ years, they are empty promises.
I have been a thief stealing time, confidence, and ability from you. I am not you. Only you are you and you are worth it. You owe it to yourself to be amazing, not hidden, guilty, and lonely like I want you to be. The unknown is scary, but it also holds true freedom. Finally.