We are like a homeless kids. Running around all day, asking for cadge, and at the evening coming to Daddy and giving him all the money. Nothing is left in our pockets. We are lusting all over the place, ruining our lives, our families, lives of our kids. And for what?! For fragile moment of doubtful pleasure. We are glancing at women at the streets, in the adds, on the magazine covers, everywhere, just to get the arousal and to go on with porno-sites, peep shows and prostitutes. We are slaves of these Daddies. We are making billions of dollars for them, for they could build THEIR families, build the future of THEIR kids, build THEIR lives. Isn't it stirring up?
But now, I feel like I am not homeless anymore. I found my home here and in my group.
I feel like I am ready start to put this money "in MY own pocket".
