By Nosa Olotu

Many at times we are too quick to believe men are the only ones addicted to watch porn on the internet or on television channels. If you belong to this group then think again! Men aren’t the only ones today lured by Internet or television porn; a rising number of Christian women are becoming addicted to porn.

Donna is a Christian divorcee, living in the busy suburb of west London with her husband and three children. She had been addicted to watching porn and the internet chatroom and had promised herself she would stop. Danna’s day is usually filled with work and domestic chores, church and choir practice, taking her children to school and spending the little time she has left in her day helping them with homework. As soon as she’s gotten her children to bed, Donna relaxed with a cup of peppermint tea and sat down to read her e-mail. Of course, she promised herself that was all she’d do before going to bed. As often the case and in less than 20 minutes, she broke the vowed!

Donna had been lonely since her divorce and had been finding companionship in the by spending her time on Internet chatrooms. When she checked her emails, one of them was from John. Donna met John in a chatroom and had considered him a friend, who’d helped ease the loneliness that had followed her divorce. No sooner had John sent Donna his customary sweet greeting and flattering, John wrote that he’d thought of her when he read a story online. Donna became curious to know what the story was and John didn’t hesitate sending the link to the story. Donna suspected what John was up to and that she shouldn’t read it. She suspected it was an erotic story that would tap into an addiction she’d been trying to break for several months. What John said about her being on his mind when he read it was enticing  and his interest in her made her feel important.

Then Donna clicked the link John had sent her.

The story’s heroine was smart, funny, and beautiful, and Donna felt flattered. The story also aroused her, recalling the delicious intimacy and the physical “high” of sex she missed so much since her divorce. Donna didn’t want to let go of that, so she read another story and then another. Some of the stories had links to photographs that showed couples gently caressing each other, then becoming more intimate. The high continued as long as she clicked.

As Donna finished a fifth story, she reached for her teacup and discovered it was ice cold. Startled, she looked at the clock. It was after midnight, and she’d been surfing a porn site for more than three hours!

Disgusted, Donna turned off her computer and went to bed. The high was gone and she felt lower than when she’d started. Tears flooded her pillow as she begged the God she’d known and loved for years to give her help, direction, and answers. She’d never felt so alone.