Joshua Shea (he/him)
Joshua joined Momma on January 9, 2023 live on Twitch to talk about Pornography Addiction & Betrayal Trauma
Joshua Shea is a pornography addiction expert, certified betrayal trauma coach, therapeutic disclosure specialist and the author of four books about pornography addiction, including I’m Reading This Book About Porn Addiction For a Friend (2022). Since 2018, Joshua has given more interviews about pornography addiction and betrayal trauma than anybody in the world. He uses his wealth of research and personal story to promote the ideas that porn addiction spans all demographics and those with a problem should seek help before it’s too late. He also speaks extensively about the issue of working through betrayal trauma, especially with the partners of addicts and those who are facing infidelity. Prior to admitting his 24-year addiction to pornography in 2014, Joshua was a prominent magazine publisher, award-winning journalist, film festival founder and politician in central Maine. In 2017, Joshua launched PAddictRecovery.com He has also contributed articles about recovery to TheFix.com and Recovery Today magazine, is a TEDx Talk speaker and has developed and presents a porn addiction educational presentation series for colleges, churches, libraries and other groups.
Sober since April 2014, Joshua still lives in Central Maine with his wife and two children. The current animal count is four dogs and seven cats, but it’s ever-changing.
Other books by Shea include: He’s a Porn Addict… Now What? (2019) Porn and the Pandemic: How Three Months in 2020 Changed Everything, released July 2020 and The Addiction Nobody Will Talk About: How I Let My Pornography Addiction Hurt People and Destroy Relationships (2018).
Socials / Links for More Info
Website - https://paddictrecovery.com/
Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/paddictrecovery/
References / Things Mentioned During the Stream
Favorite Poem: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
BY ROBERT FROST
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.