Hello. My name is Deanna, and I am...
Then I find myself doing it. Even though I have my accountability partner more days that not, I'm singing, "oops, I did it again..."
I would say my addiction started somewhere in elementary school, only it didn't become full blown until adulthood. Like any addiction it didn't start out of control -- it was a subtle thing at first, that looked harmless but slowly it grew into such an overpowering force that I finally needed to seek professional help. I've been getting that help now for over three years but each day is still an uphill battle, and just like my friends who are going to AA, I say, "one day at a time." I call upon my higher power each day to help me in this war I am waging.
Each day that I succumb to the temptation again I tell myself the next day will be different. And the next day I'm always asking myself how I find myself at this same spot...again.
Porn? No, it's not that. It's much more readily available, believe it or not and there is no sneaking necessary. Most people will join me in this practice in a heartbeat.
Drugs? No, it's not illegal and so much easier to get. A two year old or an 80 year old anywhere in America probably has it within 20 feet of them at any given time just down the hallway.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am addicted to...
peanut butter and jelly.
Please pray for me.