I was addicted, I needed my fix instantly and all the time. You were a drug. A drug I couldn’t live without. Just like all addicts, I would get my fix, but it was never enough. I always wanted more, and I got greedy. I was so greedy for you and for my fix that it led me down a dark road. I invested so much time obsessing over the thought of you because like any addiction, the second they take it away from you, you want more. My addiction time consuming and I needed rehab. Not the kind that treats you for a legitimate drug problem, but emotional rehab. I needed a new hobby, something to distract my thoughts and made up situations. Similar to any addict there are steps for recovering. 1. Denial. I was in denial that you were gone, that you were moving on.
