Wow. Serious holla at all of you good people. I am completely overwhelmed by the gracious responses I’ve received over the past several days (and words of affirmation are not one of my stronger love languages… sometimes I may struggle to convey my thanks in the moment, but I am truly grateful).
So here’s a picture of me repping #FighterFridays last week:
Fighter Fridays
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A trendy photo filter is cool, but let’s be real: I don’t have the luxury of fighting the battle against pornography and masturbation just on Fridays. This #instagram post isn’t me being a “hip young activist” fighting to end hunger in rural Kenya. Because I assume that most “hip young activists” fighting to end hunger in rural Kenya are not in themselves a hungry Kenyan child. I, on the other hand, am addicted to porn. Contrary to your run-of-the-mill addict, my drug is dirt cheap and can thrive inside my own head. My brain is a never ending clip reel, just waiting to derail my sobriety at any given moment. Thanks, brain. You’re a real gem.
#Lovesies
I assume most are familiar with the idea that we live in an oversexualized society: rape culture, unrealistic standards of beauty, and 12-year-olds doing it in the gym bathroom (some of you think I’m joking…). But to put it in perspective, let me enlighten you on what it’s like to live in this world as someone who gets turnt walking past an Abercrombie & Filth billboard.
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