“Hi Everyone! My name is Promise, and I am a former sex addict. Well, I wouldn’t have really described myself as a sex addict… I thought I was in control of my sexual behaviour and habits. But, it’s obvious I didn’t have as much control as I thought I did. My sexcapades almost cost me my marriage to the most…wonderful man I have ever known…” I stop to pull myself together. Ope is in the audience, cheering me on with his smile and a thumbs up.
“I am married to Openiyi Olamisan, my angel. We’ll be married for two years in two weeks time. We’ve decided to renew our vows, and you’re all invited to celebrate with us! Apparently, I owe you deeply for the support you have given him over the last year. Thank you.” The audience applauds, and I smile.
“I really don’t know where to begin to tell my story. I guess it all started with Uncle Bill. When I was nine years old, I stayed home one day from school, because I had fallen from the tree in our backyard and badly sprained my ankle…
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