Four hundred and ninety-four days ago, I attempted suicide.
That day opened my eyes to how dreadfully fast my life had careened out of control.
However, for more than 40 years, I tried to break the porn habit.
I hated my pornography addiction.
In the beginning, I just looked at few porn sites; yet, little by little, I was drawn into more and more cravings for porn content.
A case in point, I conned myself into thinking that my choices did not matter. I lost sight of the principle called integrity.
My habits trapped me. I thought I had power over my life; yet, unwavering principles control my destiny. I chose the direction when I used pornography for sexual gratification.
Above all, I was an arrogant fool to devote my life to pornography.
Warning of danger, distress crawled across my body.
Uncovering my true self, I knew that I had a problem; my sordid behaviors were glaring at me.
Misery humbled me.
Because porn cravings were too powerful for me, I trusted in the Higher Power to find recovery.
Four hundred and ninety-four days later, I experience feelings of wholeness.