Willem_Saltzpyre
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Never really shared my story, and I may just need to get this out as no one has ever heard it… life’s really hitting now.
I grew up in a religious home - southern baptist - which never really bothered me. I was a great kid, always told I was mature for my age since I could remember hearing. My dad was the principal of and then the headmaster of the schools I attended, so I was often told my actions reflect on my parents. I alway had to be at my best behavior. I was always bright, new every right answer, but too scared to speak up. I became quiet, and reserved. I became saved young which is something I have gripes against now, I just feel I was too young, and I felt guilt tripped into it. I discovered M. early completely by accident. Soon after I started looking at women in underwear where I could. It wasn’t until a school trip in 6th or 7th grade where a kid showed me my first porn video. I told him to turn it off, but I was curious, so I watched it for myself. From then on porn was in my life. I’m 23 now… Every year I would hear a church sermon on how “God is with you you can overcome”, or “God doesn’t send you battles you can’t win”. Well why the fuck did he send someone to show me porn.
I grew up watching porn, more, then less, off and on, but never for an extended period of time. I was agnostic by HighSchool, and everyone watched porn, I didn’t care about sin. It wasn’t until recently that I have gotten to the point when I just don’t care. Shit ain’t funny, shit ain’t sad, and I never get mad.
I stopped drumming - my hobby - even though I dream of being a metal musician. I couldn’t live without music - yet now I have tinnitus at 23 and fear I will never get to experience movies, video games, meaningful conversation, or Deftones ever again. My body is falling apart from working overnights to get by at 19 an hour 60/70 hour a week.
My father is the most faithful and wise man I know, but if God’s real, the only thing I have is confusion. Not hate, just why? I was open about my struggle with porn, but I only ever got slapped in the wrist, when I definitely need help in Highschool. I look at my future in music as a drummer, the things I love all teetering to being lost. I want to be done with porn.
I grew up in a religious home - southern baptist - which never really bothered me. I was a great kid, always told I was mature for my age since I could remember hearing. My dad was the principal of and then the headmaster of the schools I attended, so I was often told my actions reflect on my parents. I alway had to be at my best behavior. I was always bright, new every right answer, but too scared to speak up. I became quiet, and reserved. I became saved young which is something I have gripes against now, I just feel I was too young, and I felt guilt tripped into it. I discovered M. early completely by accident. Soon after I started looking at women in underwear where I could. It wasn’t until a school trip in 6th or 7th grade where a kid showed me my first porn video. I told him to turn it off, but I was curious, so I watched it for myself. From then on porn was in my life. I’m 23 now… Every year I would hear a church sermon on how “God is with you you can overcome”, or “God doesn’t send you battles you can’t win”. Well why the fuck did he send someone to show me porn.
I grew up watching porn, more, then less, off and on, but never for an extended period of time. I was agnostic by HighSchool, and everyone watched porn, I didn’t care about sin. It wasn’t until recently that I have gotten to the point when I just don’t care. Shit ain’t funny, shit ain’t sad, and I never get mad.
I stopped drumming - my hobby - even though I dream of being a metal musician. I couldn’t live without music - yet now I have tinnitus at 23 and fear I will never get to experience movies, video games, meaningful conversation, or Deftones ever again. My body is falling apart from working overnights to get by at 19 an hour 60/70 hour a week.
My father is the most faithful and wise man I know, but if God’s real, the only thing I have is confusion. Not hate, just why? I was open about my struggle with porn, but I only ever got slapped in the wrist, when I definitely need help in Highschool. I look at my future in music as a drummer, the things I love all teetering to being lost. I want to be done with porn.