SA Stories

Discoveries in Recovery

My name is Harry, I’m a sexaholic. I’ve been sexually sober since February 3, 1986. Expressing my gratitude to God and the fellowship for my recovery will take the rest of my life, and beyond. Jess promised he would help me with this talk if I volunteered to give one, and so I volunteered, and he also said it might be good to prepare the talk and then have a trial run to see how it went….

By |2025-04-29T14:58:52-05:00December 25, 1994|Comments Off on Discoveries in Recovery

We Care About Each Other…

I would like to share a story with the members of this program—some I know, some I will meet and some I may never meet, but I share a common bond with each one of you. We are sexaholics and we care about each other’s sobriety.

By |2025-04-02T12:41:40-05:00June 25, 1994|Comments Off on We Care About Each Other…

Presence…

I’d like to share something that happened to me after I’d been sexually sober for about seven months. I am just starting to experience life as a recovering sexaholic. Through God’s grace, my soul has been opened to a whole new way of living. At first, it was through not acting out. Then, as I got sober and my sobriety progressed, things began to get more positive. Today less of me is in the problem and more of me is in the solution.

By |2025-04-02T12:42:32-05:00June 25, 1994|Comments Off on Presence…

Accepting the Invitation…

I am just a couple of days back from the Rochester ’94 gathering. I came home with a full set of cassette tapes, and many feelings and impressions and memories. This overwhelming sense that I came away with—and I think this is a wonderful sign—is a sense of inner peace, such as I have never before experienced. Could it be a glimpse of the “serenity” we all seek? This feeling of peace is for me a confirmation that I am on the right road now, in the right place, among the right people. Thank God!

By |2025-04-02T12:43:25-05:00March 26, 1994|Comments Off on Accepting the Invitation…

I Now Feel Grateful in My Heart

My name is Mike and I am a sexaholic. I have been sober now in AA for 25 years and have gone to any length to maintain my sobriety, and yet at times I felt so alone and different from most people. The tears inside that would not come out. The people, places and things that were going to make me whole—they never worked. The hole I felt inside, the despair, never being myself, thinking “This time it will be different. This time it will be OK,” only to fall again, more and more isolated, feeling more resentment, and wanting inside to hurt back.

By |2025-04-02T13:06:36-05:00March 26, 1994|Comments Off on I Now Feel Grateful in My Heart

Member News

A few years ago my 12-year marriage was collapsing, my wife was ready for a divorce, we were growing apart, and I couldn’t understand it. Today it is clear to me that I was the problem. I was obsessed with myself and my stuff, and I was obsessed with other women. I couldn’t keep my eyes and mind off them.

By |2025-04-03T11:05:14-05:00December 28, 1993|Comments Off on Member News

Freedom from Lust

[The following is a transcript of a talk by Jesse L. at the Nashville International SA Conference, July 1993] Thank you very much. It is beautiful to be with you. And thanks to Martha and Joan and all you people in Nashville for creating this beautiful environment for us. And thank you Harvey for helping bring me here and giving me this chance to say over a concerted period of time something that is so important to me. I have looked for this opportunity for some time and now it is here.

By |2025-04-22T13:52:20-05:00September 28, 1993|Comments Off on Freedom from Lust

Light in the Window

On December 28, 1990, I walked through the door of my first SA meeting. I had been brought to my knees by the disease of lust and sex addiction. I had used it to run from life and myself for 30 years. My time was up. I had tried to manage my life and could not. I was truly powerless. But that night turned out to be my homecoming. God was offering me one last chance, a path to the light. I accepted His offer. The war was over. I had lost.

By |2025-04-22T14:09:01-05:00March 3, 1992|Comments Off on Light in the Window

Member News

My story is very similar to many I have read and heard in SA. I was sexually obsessive and compulsive for over 50 years. And my disease got progressively worse until I finally found myself living in a flop house hotel, losing my job, frequenting porno shops and flicks, and having lost my family and friends. In desperation, I called SA and got help.

By |2025-06-11T12:01:48-05:00June 28, 1991|Comments Off on Member News