… There are very few things as honest and as soul bearing as this, From Ho to Housewife; How Jesus Changed Everything. Warning: It is a very sexually explicit article, so I would caution more sensitive readers.
Leticia Adams writes about her struggles with promiscuity, being honest with herself about that lifestyle, desiring and finding true love, and overcoming her past through her conversion to Catholicism.
No matter who I was with or how much they bought me, I was still always alone. Every night before falling asleep I would just stare into the dark with tears running down my face wishing that someone would really love me. Not just the sex that they had with me, but really love who I am. At the end of the day, I was always alone; not just alone but pathetically lonely. I did not really understand why either. I was fun, funny, smart, and I would cut for anyone. I bought people presents to show them that I cared about them, and did many other things for them. Then one day my best friend Homer told me why none of these men would ever commit themselves to me: You can’t turn a hoe into a housewife. I sat there feeling like he had just drop kicked me right in the gut. There was no hope for me, I could never go back. That’s when I stopped dreaming about love.