I was addicted to porn for years before I ever met my wife. It wasn't casual, and it wasn't harmless. It shaped how I saw intimacy, how I saw women, how I avoided real vulnerability. When we'd been together about two and a half years, engaged and doing pre-marriage counselling, I finally told her. Not because I was cured ' but because I knew she deserved the truth before she made a lifelong decision. I watched her process it in real time: shock, hurt, fear, questions I couldn't answer cleanly. She still chose to marry me. That was the moment the addiction stopped being private and started being something I was accountable for.