What convinced me Satan was real? My own descent from nice, wholesome young man, to vice-addicted maniac who became severely addicted to sex and womanizing for a decade plus, all due to a deep belief that I wasn't enough, that I had to appear sexually successful to others. I lost all elements of myself that weren't to do with my addiction.
There were two women I knew in my more wholesome days, either one of which I could've married. But I turned my back on them to pursue extreme promiscuity.
Now, at 33, I realize all I wanted was intimacy with someone I was in love with. One person.
Only the devil could take someone away from their natural state for a decade, all while I didn't realize it was happening.
My choices and troubles made more sense when I realised my mother and sister don't love me. How can you love others when you don't love yourself? How can you love others when you don't raise Jesus high? I feel that those who raise up money to the highest, end up trapped in prostitution of some kind.
I think the closer we become to Jesus the more chance our biological family become like the Pharisees.
This discovery of being "unloved" was actually a huge relief-release. It is harmful to equate hatred with love.