In the Shoes of a Porn Star (book givaway)

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Some books you write because you love writing. Some books you write because the story drips from your fingertips. And yet, some books you write because your heart won’t stop bleeding until you get every last word on the page.

That’s why I wrote Exposed. My husband’s pornography addiction swept my world into a sea of unknown territory. Yes, we healed a great amount before I wrote Exposed. But it wasn’t until I saw this book in print and held it in my hands for the first time that I knew, finally knew, what my heart couldn’t feel for so long.

Porn is not about you, Ashley.
I knew it. But I never felt it. Writing Exposed changed my life. Not only did I have to search the minds of so many porn-stabbed men and women, but I also had to live inside the heart of porn stars, strippers, and prostitutes for months. My research for this book nearly sucked the life out of me. It’s not easy to dive into darkness and keep your light strong.

Thankfully God’s grace kept my light shining, dim as it may have been at times. And I finished researching porn, finished Exposed, and finally, two years later, I held it in my hands.

It’s not about you is a truth so many wives affected by porn never want to face­­. I didn’t want to face it. I wanted to be a victim. To stay a victim. To make the world know that my husband’s issue with lust ruined my life. I blamed him. I blamed porn. And I never once thought about the heart of my husband or, even more, the heart of a porn star.

Throughout my healing process I realized that it really isn’t about me. It never was about me. We’re all victims of porn. All of us, in some way or another. When this truth clicked in my brain it turned a light on in my heart, exposing every last detail of my own sin, my own selfishness, and my own hidden pain. Through this light, this exposing of myself, I was able to toss away my own mask and place myself in the shoes of a porn star.

My life will never be the same. Writing Exposed wasn’t easy. It didn’t always seep from my fingertips like so many other things I write. It was hard. And often painful. But after a long hard road of publishing, it’s here.

I can breathe again.

I never would have chosen to write this book, to put myself into the shoes of a porn star and unmask the pain behind a hurting wife’s weak smile. But God has taught me so much. He’s taught me that life really isn’t about me. He can use the most torturous moments of our lives for good, for His glory. I never wanted to be known as the lady who writes about porn. I never wanted my marriage marked by its ugly stains to begin with.

But I can honestly say I’m glad I’ve written this story and I’m glad I went through the pain my husband’s porn addiction caused me. Why? Because I would never know the depth of His power and beauty, His crimson blood turning our ugly stains to a snow white, new, beautiful heart, without the pain I experienced.
Exposed is just that. A manifestation of my new heart.