Whatever I had previously thought I believed and then professed to others regarding God and/or religion didn't matter much because it obviously had not been authentic enough to really work for me.

I am a recovering female sex addict. I still struggle when I use that term—it does such a poor job of defining what I actually struggle with. It makes me feel misunderstood and I feel that old, familiar feeling of shame trying to creep in. But here’s the thing: it’s just a term and it doesn’t define who I am; it provides me with insight and awareness of why I and struggling and what I need to do to change that.

Many conversations in life mean little to nothing; this was not one of those conversations. Perhaps after reading this, you'll agree that it was an exchange of destined consequence.

On a cool midsummer night at 9:30 pm, my phone vibrated in my pocket while watching TV. It was Dad...Dad never called this late

From what I have learned treating sex addicts of all sorts since 2000, there are essentially 5 common types or roots of sexual addiction: Neurological, Psychological, Trauma-induced, Intimacy-Aversive and Mood/Brain-functioning roots.

Ever had your teenager do a sweeping eye roll, followed by a gasp, because you refuse to back down from a boundary such as no unsupervised alone time with a member of the opposite sex?

"Don't you trust me?!" they cry with all the indignation they can muster.