This is one of those posts I wrote a while ago. August 24th of last year to be exact. The only edit being made is the opening paragraph. Yeah, there is a curse word in here, but as the first sentence says I'm not perfect and when I am hurting those curse words do come… Continue reading The Struggle Is Real
I know you have heard me say this phrase: It's a slow fade. Here is why. Because it is the truth!! No one EVER wakes up in the morning and says "You know what? I'm going to become a drug addict today." No ones wakes up and says "Today, I will just hate being who… Continue reading The Pit
I grew up reading comic books. My very first one was a copy of the Teen Titans that I bought at a local convenient store while visiting friends. It was so cool to see the bad guys losing. The heroes always won back in those days. I remember reading my first copy of Superman and… Continue reading We Need A Hero
Catie gives us a powerful and honest look into the world of women who struggle with pornography and masturbation.
So much in this post spoke to me, but this ““Girls don’t struggle with that stuff.” And that’s a big fat freaking lie. It’s lies like these that prevent confession, cheating women of the freedom they could experience in overcoming this sin. Because when we experience the freedom to confess even the darkest of our darkness, we can fight together. We don’t want to struggle well, we want to QUIT THE STRUGGLE, putting the sin to death and chasing after the redemption story Jesus writes for us daily. And God has designed us to do that TOGETHER” is the truth! And as long as people, especially the church, think women do not struggle then true freedom can not be had.
IT’S NOT JUST A MANS STRUGGLE!
I wonder if I’m a girl you’d think struggles with sex.
Isn’t that what we all wonder? Maybe it’s not sex, pornography, or even masturbation, but you struggle secretly with a dark sin and wonder if others would ever guess. For me though?
It’s sex. Or at least it has been for several years. Sometimes I feel like I’ve finally overcome it, but then I fall short again and my heart sinks and the insecurities come crashing in just to remind me of how disgusting I am.
The first time I watched pornography, I was in 4th grade. I was 9 years old. And it wasn’t even on purpose, it was a total accident that I couldn’t turn away from. I hadn’t even had a period yet, or even knew what the heck it was. And there I was, learning all about what I needed to look like to…
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There was once this young man that had seen things he should not have for his age. Living in a trailer park growing up, this young man, child I should say, saw older kids at the playground taking off their clothes and doing things to each other. It made him feel uncomfortable so he would… Continue reading The Playground