My husband is the love of my life. We became best friends in college and we didn’t develop our romantic relationship for several years. By the time I fell in love with him, I trusted and admired him more than anyone I had ever met. I just could not wait to marry this man.
This is a collection of stories, letters and resources from WoPAs (wives of porn/sex addicts) to be shared with one another and with our friends, loved ones and anyone seeking to understand our experiences. These are our own experiences -- in our own words. Owning our individual stories and loving ourselves through the process -- this is where healing is born.
WOPA Letter 21 - My Story
My story starts somewhere between being born and August 24th, 2013. Somewhere in between those two significant events, I was continually on and off rollercoasters which is ironic because I absolutely hate rollercoasters.
WoPA Letter 20 - My Story
It was a 7:00 a.m. Physical Science 101 class where I first saw my husband. For me, it was love at first sight. We dated for 2 years and then married in the LDS temple. That was 30 years ago.
WoPA Letter 19 - My Story
It's not like I thought nothing hard would ever happen to us. I wasn't so Disney brain-washed that I thought we'd never fight. I just didn't think we'd ever fight like this about him being so dissatisfied with our life that he became a sex addict.
WoPA Letter 18 - My Story
No amount of words can fully express the pure hell I went through when the drugs wore off. Physical pain. Emotional pain. It was unbearable and I was terrified. An hour into the withdrawals my body started to sweat and shake. It felt like I had the worst flu of my life, x1000.
And then the real pain started.
And then the real pain started.
WoPA Letter 17 - My Story
I am the mother of three beautiful children and the wife to one handsome husband. I also happen to be a devout Mormon woman, a closet hippie, and an avid foodie. I love polka dots, the color red, and anything vintage/retro/antique. This is me and this is my story about healing; healing from the sex addiction of said husband.
WoPA Letter 16 - Dear Bishop (One Month Out)
Dear Bishop,
As a woman, one month ago I lost a sense of control over my life when the depth and breadth of my husband's pornography problem came to light. I felt powerless to an onslaught of fear and anxiety that filled nearly every aspect of my life, as things hung precariously with my husband's work and the issue of trust in our relationship. I heard this situation described once as:
As a woman, one month ago I lost a sense of control over my life when the depth and breadth of my husband's pornography problem came to light. I felt powerless to an onslaught of fear and anxiety that filled nearly every aspect of my life, as things hung precariously with my husband's work and the issue of trust in our relationship. I heard this situation described once as:
WoPA Letter 15 - My Story
“Isn’t this the whole point?” my seminary teacher asked our class from the depths of his soul, “to draw close to Him, so close that one day we will see His face…” that was the moment that my life changed forever. I had been meeting with the Missionaries of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, attending 6AM seminary with some friends before school for my last 2 months of High School, and I knew that joining the church was what I needed to do. I longed to be closer to my Savior, to make a better life, to serve and bless other people. I saw right away that through the Church, I could do all of that. I could be closer to my Savior. I NEEDED to be closer to Him. I had a sober mind for an 18 year old.
WoPA Letter 14 - My Story
I first learned of my husbands’ pornography addiction in 2003, after two kids and six years of marriage (of course at the time I didn’t know it was an addiction). Walking into our computer room that night is an image I can never erase from my mind.
WoPA Letter 13 - My Story
My husband has been addicted to porn for over 25 years. Before we got married, he told me that he had issues as a teenager, but we both agreed that it was over. He served an honorable mission without any issues, and we were convinced that getting married would alleviate any need for porn/masturbation.
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