Off the Wagon

I succumbed to temptation and viewed porn this morning. Never before have I experienced withdrawals this horrendous; this constant. There are no words of consolation; no comfort.

I failed. And I feel like a disappointment.

Like a ravenous lion, pornography stalks me from the shadows. It watches me limp to safety, holding out my hand to the Cross, and it waits for me to stumble and fall.

Is there no one to catch me when I fall? Or save me in my despair? Am I all alone in the war over my mind?

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