He had what he calls “a legitimate problem with sex.” It was his remaining vice, an addiction that had long since ceased to provide him any pleasure. Not having sex, he decided, was a way for him to feel closer to God. “He doesn’t ask us not to have sex for him because he wants rules and stuff,” Justin explains. “He’s like, I’m trying to protect you from hurt and pain. I think sex can cause a lot of pain. Sometimes people have sex because they don’t feel good enough. Because they lack self-worth. Women do that, and guys do that. I wanted to rededicate myself to God in that way because I really felt it was better for the condition of my soul.”
Except the next three damned sentences:
“And I believe that God blessed me with Hailey as a result. There are perks. You get rewarded for good behavior.”
The longer I live, the more I think my parents’ suspicions of Christians in the entertainment industry had a lot of truth in them. I’ve even got half-baked theories on why celebs so often crash and burn spiritually, but I’ll spare you.
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