For some reason I can’t seem to shake you. I just can’t get rid of you. Just when I thought I could do this on my own. Out of sight out of mind. My 21 day cleanse was ALMOST done. On day 20, you came right back around. Am I addicted? Nah. I can let you go whenever I feel like it, but I just don’t feel like it. Wait. Is this really the case? Well, I have myself convinced for the moment. (See: Denial) But in reality I can’t resist the temptation. Not even on a good day. Something about you is just… I don’t know what it is. You aren’t the best looking. You aren’t the best lover. You don’t have the best personality. You don’t rank number 1 in any category. I think I know what you are though. You’re convenient. You’re the poor man’s cocaine. You are there when I need a fix. Satisfying yet temporary. Fun yet addictive. And yes. I think I’m addicted. There. I’ve admitted it. Now, what’s the next step in addiction recovery? I need to know before I reach the point of no return.
