Things Seen Cannot Be Unseen


One of the hardest things I had to fight while quitting my 30 year addiction to porn was the images stuck in head. Even now, it’s a struggle. Some times I believe that I received freedom from that ball and chain to only find myself stuck behind a fence with true freedom just on the other side.

One of the struggles a recovering porn addict has is the fact that what has been seen can not be unseen. Those images stay with us long after the monitor is turned off.

In a recent post I wrote about how a certain song triggered a visual that kind of rocked me. And there I learned, that though I am free from the addiction, there is still a lot that I must do.

Had I continued to dwell on that visual instead of praying and asking God to take it away, I could have easily come home and watched porn. And guess what? No one would know…except me and God of course.

It is an everyday struggle. That’s something not many know because I don’t tell anyone. A lot of people think I have it all together but I don’t.

Triggers are everywhere.

That’s something most do not realize. They are in almost in every ad on the television. I mean come on! What does a woman in a bikini have to do with selling a hamburger?

Triggers are on ad posters in the mall.

And some are simply walking down the street in every day clothing running their errands and doing their thing.

Sometimes the triggers get me and sometimes they don’t. I guess it depends on the trigger…like that song. But I honestly don’t get it. I have heard that song a gazillion times and never once has it done that.

But that one time proves that what has been seen cannot be unseen. That visual was one I did not like. I didn’t want it popping in my head. It, to me, is a degrading scene in a lot of porn movies.

Those things seen will pop up at weird times due to a trigger of some sort. How you react is a reflection on your character. Will you pray and ask God to remove it or will you allow it to grow? Will you stand firm or will you fall?

Something to ponder this week as you go through your day.

God Bless,

Stu

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4 thoughts on “Things Seen Cannot Be Unseen”

  1. It is interesting how certain things will sometimes trigger, and other times not. That happened to me recently on an excursion to the beach with my husband who is recovering from a porn addiction. We have been around bikini clad women several times without it being more than a fleeting thought in my mind, or a quick glance to see where his eyes were, and then I was able to put it all aside and enjoy my/our time together without anxiety. This last time was very different for me.

    I will try to warn spouses that when they discover that their husbands have been looking at pornography they fight the temptation to view/visit those sites. What is seen cannot be unseen. I too, have vivid images burned in my mind from years ago that I can recall in an instant. And I wasn’t even the one using the porn in the same manner as an addict. That curiosity and need to know what my husband was viewing. Not helpful at all.

    Thank you for being authentic with your struggles and victories and sharing your true character with us. Blessings.

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    1. I can only imagine the burning image in your head as a wife discovering what her husband was viewing. That first sight, the anger, the disgust, the feeling of despair, etc all rolled into one.

      I can say the same for you Cynthia. Your story is vital to wives whose husband are struggling to find freedom. Your honesty and realness is a much needed ministry. Thank you for all do!

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