THE END — THE BEGINNING
I never wanted to be a sex addict. I never asked for it, and I certainly never intended it to take hold of my life the way it did. In fact, getting addicted to anything was the furthest thing from my mind. Nevertheless, addiction took root and grew in me, becoming entrenched into every fiber of my being.
The recovery process has helped me see how my destructiveness started when I was about eight years old. And I recognize that abuses I experienced in my early childhood, and my family history of addiction increased the likelihood of addiction in my life — and I could point fingers — but it does no good to blame anyone now. Learning the causes for my problems is helpful; learning to live free from my self-destructiveness is the truly important issue if I am going to live in a healthy way today and in the future.
This is an excerpt from WHEN LOST MEN COME HOME, not for men only
~ Copyright David Zailer, 2011