Ok so where was I? Oh yeah, strict spiritual background which I agree with wholeheartedly. Well almost. My chief issue was with sex before marriage. I wanted it. Now I realize that I fanned the flames with porn. But I kept it all a secret. In the way, I reasoned I could have sex with as many women as I wanted, just in my mind. I could still have great orgasms. And I can do it with no fear of disease, no unwanted pregnancies, my family would keep its good name, and I could continue to progress and handle more spiritual privileges. Eventually,around 21 I met a young lady and felt marriage was the answer. Get married so I can have sex and then I'll be fine. Didn't work that way. Little did I realize this was an addiction. I used to PMO like 3-4 times daily. I would only take a few days off mostly if I had sores on my tip from deathgrip. Needless to say it was hard for me to get it up at first. No sex on wedding night. She was reassuring. In a few weeks though, things kicked in and I was ecstatic! That was good news. Bad news, my former wife had negative views on sex. You know, that whole uncle thing that takes place in families. Because of this, she could care less about it. She was actually pretty frigid. I was a virgin so I didn't know any better. She only would do missionary. Any other position made her uncomfortable. I was t gonna force her so I kept PMO. Best of both worlds, she's not doing anything she doesn't like or makes her feel uncomfortable and I get what I want right? Want head? Doggy-style? Grab a video and I can have anything I want. At an early age, she dealt with molestation. This turned her off toward sex period. So, you have paired a hyper-active sexual person and a hypo-active sexual person. Not the best match-up. Things soon went downhill at home. Clashing personalities, money problems, lost jobs, kids, lost home,...we just grew apart. I remember waking up and wondering, why am I with this person? I knew the right thing to do was to stay. Still, 18 yrs later I used PMO and alcohol to escape. Not an alcoholic, but I could drink heavy. Still I never literally strayed from the marriage, just virtually. Until I began confiding in a female friend of mine. About everything. After a year or so, it dawned on me how important she was to me. I eventually told my wife. She wanted to work things out. I stayed and tried for awhile, then one day I just...left. Just like that. She was and is still devastated. I had stepped down from all my spiritual privileges a while before. I felt like a hypocrite. You can't teach something and not live it. It actually was a relief. Nothing to hide. Now, I'm trying to piece my life together. I'm just house-sitting now but need to move by July 1st. I start a new job early July that almost doubles my income along with giving me more freedom. I see my kids daily and continue to reassure them of my love and that I'm just...there. I am their father and I'm not going anywhere. My divorce is not final, but will be soon. I carry a lot of guilt daily for ruining her life. Also for shaking up the kids lives. When I contemplate going back, I just can't stomach it. For reasons other than PMO. I'm not gonna put her on blast, I just know immaturity, marrying for the wrong reasons, and PMO are my part to play in the dissolution of our relationship. So I'm starting over. Getting rid of PMO is primary to me. I won't go back to my congregation with it still in my life. Also, the young lady I'm with now, I will legalize our relationship. If she agrees of course