Age 9

I lied, and lied over and over again. My girlfriend, who has been nothing but faithful and honest, had to sit there and listen to me tell her that I’ve been lying to her this whole time. Throughout my 3 and a half year relationship with my girlfriend, I have tried my best to be the ideal man for her, the Renaissance man. I was faithful (so I thought), caring, kind, loving, giving, and all the positive –ings you could think of. But all of that did not matter. The future that we have been so rigorously building towards came crashing down when I told her my addiction. Just like a lot of folks who are addicted, this “drug” was introduced to me at a young age, 9 if my memory serves me well. From that day on, curiosity grew in me, and as curiosity grew, so was the hole I was digging myself in.