Im new here, but not new to the struggle of porn addiction and masturbation. Although I didnt discover porn until my late teens, I remember vividly masturbating in my crib as a baby. At that age there is no knowledge of right or wrong, just what feels good. By the time I entered kindergarden I was masturbating on a daily basis. At age 11 I gave my heart to the Lord, but I continued to touch, unable to stop the lifelong activity. I have gone a time without it, prayed for release from it. Ive cried in ernest and repented only to return to it again and again and again. Its a demon I cant shake for long and I feel as though Ive placed another stripe upon the flesh of the Savior when I fail. There is no good thing in it. After [bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse] I feel so empty and shamed. I cant claim the ignorance of my youth, I know better now. I cannot tell you how many times images pass through my mind, like an endless bombardment of porn. My flesh craves it, my spirit despises it, and mo man can serve two masters.
I hope you will forgive my long post, but I needed so badly to say what I have said. Thank you for hosting this forum because its badly needed.
I hope you will forgive my long post, but I needed so badly to say what I have said. Thank you for hosting this forum because its badly needed.