The Walls Are Closing In in God, With Skin On

We are all human. Some have a greater capacity of being able to deal with life that others. And I don’t understand why. It’s one of those mysteries of life.
And then there are those who think if a christian struggles with addiction to anything they are bound for hell. I have my addictions and I have never shared them with anyone. I know if I did my career as a minister would be over.
I agree that ministers should be held to a higher standard, but not so high that we are not allowed to fall or fail. I am not making excuses, except to say people tend to forget we are human too. Some days the battle is too much and I yield to the temptations.
One thing I have learn in my self destructive habits, they will kill you, not suddenly, but over time. My religious background does not practice the act of confessional. Maybe it should. Sometimes it helps to talk to someone without worrying about the judgement they will pass on you. Of course, it could be that my alter-ego here, the part of me that tries to deal with the spiritual in real life, is the problem. But here is where I feel I can be honest about it all. I don’t have to hide behind a smile.