Story of a porn addict

I can’t recall exactly when or where was my first hand experience of a pornographic material, but I know for sure it happened in the early days of my puberty. Of course, puberty is the time when a kid is so eager to be a man and so curious to know what manlihood has to offer. And one important subject matter men have and kids don’t is sex. So when I was around 13 years old, I was so eager to know anything about sex: how the intercourse actually happens, how will it feel, how does the female genitalia look like, etc. My mind acted like one big sponge, absorbing any information I get about sex and saving them in my brain’s hard drive. Of course, one easy way to learn about sexual intercourse is through pornography. So I watched a lot of porn movies and collected bundles of magazines containing explicit materials. Back then, pornography meant nothing more to me than entertainment materials for temporary pleasures and educational resources for future references. Unfortunately, there came a time in my life when watching pornographic materials became rampantly customary to me until I was no longer watching it for temporary pleasure or educational experience. I was watching it because it somehow became a need. Pornography became a part of me, a habit I cannot go through without. I became a porn addict. It was sad. I felt sorry for myself. I was trapped in a world that wasn’t real and I was finding pleasure through virtual women in television screens and magazine covers. So I decided this has to stop. I had to free myself from the trap encaged by pornography. Luckily, I was able to obtain reading materials that suggested various ways on how to break my porn habits. I followed them diligently and I mentally persevered to control myself, resisting every temptation that came my way. Finally, I realized physical control and mental toughness wouldn’t be enough to battle my problem so I resorted to strengthening my Christian faith. I made it a habit to attend Holy Mass every Sunday and joined a religious organization where we read and internalized the Holy Bible and shared our reflections to each other. The improvement of my spiritual strength became the nail to the coffin, the dagger to the heart of pornography. Now I am free from its trap. I am free from porn slavery. And just after I obtained my freedom, I met a very beautiful girl. Her name is Johanna. Last year, she became my wife. Last week, she gave birth to our first baby. The journey to overcoming pornographic addiction is long and winding, but the destination will surely be worth the hardship.