(Part 1/2) My father was a military man, so he wasn’t always around. My mum tried, but she wasn’t always around too. Growing up, we had quite a number of house maids. I got abused by a maid when I was 5 years old. She would use me to do certain things to herself and this went on for a while. This opened a door that was new to me. 

Growing up, I just wanted to explore more and I got into other sexual escapades. There were times I would have sex with the maid and no one knew. I gave my life to Christ in 1996, but out of fear, because I got into trouble as a young boy. I was a fugitive because some guys were looking for and threatening me. My dad told me if I didn’t give my life to Christ, I wouldn’t stay in his house. I was the black sheep. I made a vow to God and told him if he would fix the trouble I’d gotten into, I would completely follow Him. God did it and the whole situation was solved. 

I got more serious with God, but I still had issues with sex. I was sleeping around and was an usher in church. One day, I was in church and Pastor said, “You’re standing here ushering and that girl is there and you’ll be going back to mess around with her.” It was as if I got a supernatural slap. I literally saw stars as if someone slapped me back to my senses. “What am I doing with my life? Why am I playing church. Why am I being religious?” I went back to end things with the girl (our fine maid) that I was sleeping with. But a residue was still left – masturbation. I couldn’t stop doing it and it was a major challenge. I wasn’t moving forward because it was taking a lot of my intellectual energy. My creativity was dull. I looked for where to get help.