Addiction

Addiction. How do you define addiction? Why do some people become addicted to things, actions, and even in some cases, people? Crazy, I know, but if you've seen the thousands of hoarders or the girl who drinks gasoline on television, then you know it's possible...possible to be crazy, I mean. And in some cases, crazy about a person to the point that it becomes an addiction. Addicted to the hurt and the pain? Addicted to the insecurity? What exactly makes someone so addicted to another?

I have several friends in my life who are currently going through divorces. For months, I have heard about their emotional instability and despondent dispositions. In times like these, friends act more as shoulders to cry on than anything else. No words, no amount of care and sympathy, can remedy the pain. But, at some point, you've got to pick yourself up off the floor and MOVE ON with your life. No one can do that for you. You've got to find it in yourself to walk away from the hurt and the pain and want better for yourself. I thank my mom constantly for raising her children to be independent, strong-minded women who know how to take care of themselves physically and emotionally without a man. Who wouldn't want that for themselves before getting into a committed relationship?

My addiction is a little less complex, but nonetheless still something I can not go a day without. I love the way it makes me feel. I love the way it brightens my day. I love the way it feels in my bloodstream, flowing through my veins. Literally.

My addiction: Diet Coke.