Addiction is hard. To realize that you’re hurting yourself. To realize that you’ve been lying to yourself; that your addiction is not, in fact, just something to ease your soul along the way to dealing with that dark thing lurking. To realize you never do deal with that dark thing, that the addictive behavior soaks up the nights, making it so you never have to turn your eyes inward.
And if you’re lucky enough to realize those things, and lucky enough to have people around you encouraging you to take those steps, staring into the belly of the beast–your belly–is terrifying.
What lurks there, that we’ve been ignoring so long?
