A can't-put-it-down read about a wife's devastating discovery that her physician husband is a sex addict<br><br>Maurita Corcoran's world collapsed when she learned that her husband of fourteen years, a successful physician, was a sex addict. She had never even heard of a "sex addict," but she was suddenly submerged in a world of painful choices about how to rebuild a life for herself and her four children. This is an absorbing memoir about forgiveness, resilience, and hope. <br><br>With the growing public awareness of how pervasive sex addiction has become in our culture, this memoir answers the questions that spouses must face in building lives of self-respect and confidence. Filled with actual raw journal entries, this first-hand account will help any spouse or partner who needs to know more about this devastating addictive disease. <br><br>This engaging memoir proves that women can emerge from the betrayal, anger, and heartache to become authentically peaceful and resilient sources of support to other women. <br><br>Maurita Corcoran and her husband have been in recovery for more than a dozen years. They have raised four children, and they remain happily married.
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Maurita Corcoron. A House Interrupted
Contents
Introduction
Part One: Hell on Earth
Chapter One. The Set Up
Chapter Two. The Disclosure
Part Two: The Desert of Recovery
Chapter Three. My New Reality
Chapter Four. Digging Deeper
Chapter Five. Real Life Begins in Tucson
Chapter Six. Going Home
Chapter Seven. Growing Pains
Chapter Eight. A Spiritual Awakening
Chapter Nine. Who’s Your Gail?
Chapter Ten. A New Low
Part Three: Healing
Chapter Eleven. Getting Over Myself
Chapter Twelve. Never Say Never
Chapter Thirteen. A New Day
Chapter Fourteen. Eight Challenges to Consider
About the Author
A Tribute
Acknowledgments
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Most of all, know and remember this: You are worth every bit of the effort that this process asks of you. You are worth the time it takes to recover your sanity, your balance on Earth, and your spirit so that you can be whole again.
My parents were hardworking. My father was dedicated to his growing insurance business, community service, and his lifelong passion for golf. What time he did seem to spend with us was usually focused on my brother, David, his only son. My mother was equally dedicated to keeping a beautiful home, raising well-rounded children, and pursuing her creative and artistic talents. She enjoyed creative pursuits, taking art classes or cooking classes, and she was always willing to try just about anything new to her.
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The ultimatum appeared to sink in, because Ben immediately started seeing a therapist, Harold Brown, Jr. His credentials were impressive; he is a Licensed Professional Counselor, a Masters Addictions Counselor, and a Certified Sexual Addiction Therapist. After Ben’s session with Harold, describing the events of his behavior at the wedding, this therapist scheduled a joint session to discuss general issues surrounding our marriage, the wedding, and a course of action for the coming months.
I readily agreed to go although I was feeling very nervous being in a therapist’s office. I sat down next to Ben on the therapist’s green leather couch. Harold got right to the point and started asking me a series of questions. “Maurita, I want you to answer the following questions for me with a simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answer. I just ask that you answer as honestly as you can.”
