I get too addicted easily… to things, to people. It’s a bad habit, I know, but it’s hard to stop.
When I’m addicted to a person, I always want to be around that person, to talk to that person, just to always feel that person’s presence. It gets annoying sometimes, and it’s a big problem. Sooner or later, I begin to feel like a burden, a bother. I become overbearing and I guess that takes a toll on whatever relationship I might have with said person.
And the thing about me is, when the realization suddenly dawns on me that I’m being a problem, or that I’m being taken for granted (this often happens too late, I’ve noticed), I begin to fall back. The texting first, the double texting, and calls reduce. Usually there would have been ignored texts, missed and unreturned calls, and little or no show of affection towards me before this.
But when I decide to stop caring, that’s it. I become totally unbothered about the neglect. When my addiction to a person comes to an end, I teach myself how to live, AND thrive without them. That’s it. I’m done. I move on, and there’s no looking back.
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