SA Stories

Extreme Steps to Joyful Sobriety

I started coming to Sexaholics Anonymous at the beginning of 2019. I had experience in other recovery fellowships, so I already trusted the 12-Step approach. Thanks to AA, my father got sober for the first time in his life in 1995, and even though he had relapsed before he passed away, I already knew for sure that the Program worked.

By |2024-08-23T11:55:01-05:00April 14, 2024|Comments Off on Extreme Steps to Joyful Sobriety

Change Your Ways or We’re Finished

I am Lina, SA, sober since 2010, Mexico City. I was born in 1968. I only stopped taking a bottle when I was 6 years old. As a result, I was the subject of mockery at home. I remember my house made of tin, and a dirt floor; we had scarce resources and many financial needs. I was the last of 8 siblings in addition to being a girl with a stomach disease.

By |2024-08-23T11:57:36-05:00March 24, 2024|Comments Off on Change Your Ways or We’re Finished

It Keeps Getting Better

My name is David, I am a sexaholic. And by the grace of my Higher Power, my sobriety date is August 2, 1988, for which I can never be sufficiently grateful. That credit goes to my Higher Power, that's for sure. I was sitting at dinner and was figuring it's been thirty-one years, five months, and eight days. And every one of those in their own way has been a miracle. And that's a little bit of what I'd like to share tonight. I was told after my first year of sobriety that it keeps getting better. And that has been the simple description of my experience in Sexaholics Anonymous, that it keeps getting better.

By |2024-07-03T09:48:11-05:00January 21, 2024|Comments Off on It Keeps Getting Better

How I Escaped the Lust Valley

My name is Mervat, and I am a recovering sexaholic, or to be more precise, a lustaholic, from Egypt. I walked through the valley of the shadow of Death—or Lust—since I was a four-year-old. My full-throttle sexual acting-out started when I was 18 years old. I lived in that Lust Valley for more than 3 decades, not knowing the wages I had to pay: my life. It was a miracle that I found SA because all I wanted was to live.

By |2024-08-23T12:19:10-05:00December 13, 2023|Comments Off on How I Escaped the Lust Valley

Nie karmienie głodu mnie nie zabiło

Mój sponsor zwykł mawiać: „Po co karmić wilka? Pozwól mu umrzeć z głodu” - odnosząc się do żądzy w moim mózgu. Na początku częściowo się z nim zgodziłem. Jednak w głębi duszy wierzyłem, że ta żądza jest integralną częścią mojego charakteru, tego kim jestem, nawet jeśli wiedziałem, że mnie zabija, że zabija moją duszę. Zmagałem się z pomysłem, żeby pozwolić jej umrzeć z głodu.

By |2023-10-09T17:57:42-05:00October 9, 2023|Comments Off on Nie karmienie głodu mnie nie zabiło