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Bent

Yielding to lust
warped my mind
tainted my vision
tore my heart
bent my soul.

My injuries render me unable to consistently distinguish
natural from perverted
selfless from selfish
light from dark
love from lust.

Unable
unqualified
incapable
of making healthy sexual decisions for myself.
I am forever a child in need of parental guidance.

I seek the wisdom of sponsor, fellowship, and trusted friends.
I subordinate my sexual appetite to that of my spouse.
I surrender my right to have sex with myself,
and in periods of unwanted abstinence, I today ask
for God to succor the unmet natural desires He gave me.

In doing so, I choose daily a bent toward the light.
The light of our fellowship and of hope.
The light of God as I know it.

Anonymous

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