The deepest, most robust fear I felt growing up as a female in the Christian church was being honest about my deepest struggle—pornography. The idea of opening up about my secret sin was almost unthinkable. I swore to never confess, because I truly thought I was the only one who had ever had this problem and this desire. I hit a breaking point and couldn’t hold in my secret any longer. Sharing with another woman was one of the most frightening things I have ever done, but the wave of relief of knowing that I wasn’t alone was worth it all.
Not Just a Man's ProblemBy Eden Simmons
