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Well who I am for starters..My name is Bryan and I was born in Rochester NY July 30 of 1989. When I turned two my dad decided to go into full time ministry and we left Rochester and moved to another small town within NY. It really doesn't matter the name of the town.. I'm not sure if it's even there anymore. Anyway 3 years after that we left that church and moved into another in another small town that isn't worth mentioning. (Seems to be a habit in my life). After spending four years there my dad again decided to move and we took a church in Watervliet NY.

This village was "intercity" or even "ghetto" in terms of its population. It was in this city that my life really took a turn. As stated above I'm a preachers kid. I've always had a belief in God and everything else but I started to really doubt the existence of anything outside of God. Meaning I didn't believe in Angels, Demons, Satan or the like etc. The new house that we moved to was sandwiched by two churches. The church that my dad was pastoring on the right, and a gymnasium that doubled as a Church on the left. The Church on the left was a pentecostal church that had a habit of performing exorcisms without sending what they were taking out/removing from people anywhere. If you read the gospels it tells you that even Jesus sent the demons out of the man and into the pigs.

Anyway... long story short when I was in 5th grade I had an encounter with what can only be described as a demon. I want to first point out that I don't believe that demon would necessarily be the proper term but I believe its the closest accurate term that we have to describe what it was. Basically it was one of Satan's fallen angels and it really messed with my head. Within a few months of this encounter I began seeing things, and I thought I was going crazy until my family started seeing them too. Starting off with figures in our walls that followed us around the house. It didn't just look like it was following us, it really was. There were 8-9 figures at any time and they always moved positions and were looking at us at all times. It was creepy to say in the least

Shortly after I graduated from 6th grade we left that church (for those of you who are keeping track thats 3 years in that church and our 3rd move). My dad had become discouraged with the church and was now discouraged to the point that we left the ministry. So we moved to another town called Scotia NY. This town much like Watervliet was very "ghetto" but it wasn't nearly as bad as Watervliet.

Shortly through my 7th grade year I developed a porn addiction. Much like any other addiction it changed who I wanted to be and I fully believe that it had something to do with the encounter I had when I was in 5th grade. Even so I take responsibility's for my own actions. Half way through my 7th grade year I started dating a girl. For reference her name was Melinda. About 8 months into our relationship she cheated on me, when we reached 9 months she informed me that she had cheated and was now pregnant. (I was 14 at the time, she was 13). Because of this we ended the relationship. However because of her age I was concerned about the possibility of her getting an abortion. I convinced her it was not a good idea. Instead she decided to put her unborn child up for adoption and shortly after a Good Christian family decided they would adopt.

2 days after the baby was born it died... the father of the Child was behind bars because he was 21 (when the mother was 13)... leaving me to comfort her.

From 7th grade until my senior year of HS my porn addiction continued, in secret. After Melinda I dated a few more girls. Always being very careful because of the fear that I would act out my porn addiction, and I am one who believes pre-marital relations are wrong.


Now I'm in college and with God's help I've turned my life back around and I'm thankful for that.

There is more to my story... but that's all for now...

Ask me questions if you have any... thanks