When I was 16 my parents divorced and my way of dealing with that pain became porn. It came out of a broken heart. At 17 I went into full time youth ministry for two years, still broken, and by this point addicted.
As I moved away from home it became even easier to feed the beast within me.

At 19 I decided to go to university to study Theology in the states and while at university, although they tried to block the Porn it was still easy to find ways around their safe guards.

Finaly when I was 21 I acknowladged my problems, an addict attempting to minister to others, and I seeked out help. After some counciling I finnaly managed to put it all to one side, and yet the urge is still their. Every day I constantly battle against the urge to delve into the sordided world once again, and yet each day that desire becomes weeker as I allow God to hold the place in my life that he should.