
I’m honestly scared to let go of porn. I’m terrified to let go of that part of myself. When I first began recovery I did my best to surrender that as well. It’s always been there. What would life feel like to not have it? When I stopped using drugs life opened up brighter than I could’ve ever imagined. My mind became clearer, my emotions finally got the recognition they deserved and my spirit is seen and heard. Terrifying when the cycle of toxicity becomes comfortable out of habit. Light is around the corner yet sense it’s unfamiliar it is shunned rather than being embraced.
Addiction is a mental disease. My brain does not function like those who do not have this disease. Thank God I’m not the only one. Sharing about my porn struggles with my NA family, they understand and empathize. Reading the information on the SA website, identification hit my heart. I’ve found another fellowship that knows exactly what I’m going through. I’ve found my second home.

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