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The addiction creeps in, acting like an old friend. It lies to you and tells you what you want to hear. Its a parasite, feeding off your emotions, your thoughts and anything else you let it have. Inhale and it inhales with you. Run and its right there beside you. Turn away from it and it still stares you down, its eyes a reflection of yours, making you believe its a part of you. It says your in control and entices you with pleasure. You know from experience that this isn't true. You must fight. Stand for what you know and what you really want. Stop letting this control you. Let it know that you control yourself. If change is what you truly want, change is what you will get. Don't quit. Don't give up. There is hope. A dumb four-letter word that is overused. But its powerful. More so than the addiction itself. Don't let it change you. Change it. Define your place. Give yourself a name. You've stood up now its time to walk away. Get away. Escape. You can.