....and I am an addict.
This is my first time saying that out loud for all to hear. I.AM.AN.ADDICT.
Wow. Powerful words.
I never thought I had an addictive personality. But then again, I guess if I thought I did, I wouldn't have been in denial for so long, huh?
It all started innocently enough. It was fun, you know? But slowly, I began to get hooked. There were stages involved. Good. Excellent. Amazing. I was under it's mesmerizing spell. And the higher I got, the more I wanted. Again and again.
It began keeping me from my work. I didn't shower or get dressed. It kept me from doing the other things, I so much loved to do. It sparkled like a diamond that was just out of reach. It was always taunting me, always daring me to fail.
Suddenly, I no longer lived in the moment, I was always looking for the next thrill. And there were others there. Watching. Waiting to see what I would do.
I can't let them tear me down. I won't.
Aw, shit, never mind. I'm going back on Facebook to play Bejeweled Blitz again.