This is not who you are

Letter to myself:

I don’t know what to say to you. But we’ll get through this. I don’t know how but the grass has to be greener on the other side. You have to believe that. No matter what happens, this is not who you are. It does not define you. We’ll get through this. A little prayer here, a scripture there… God by your side we’ll prosper. Just get our of your room. Be with other. And stop reading that stuff. Come on, we can…I think.

Letter from my sex addict:

Agh. Really We are doing this again. Okay. How many times will we have to go through this in order for you to get it. You can’t shake me. YOU, are mine, so lets not rehash the same cycle. Give up. You know I know you too well. You need this. We need this, this is who you are. Who said it’s wrong anyway. You stress too much about everything. Just sit back and enjoy this.