Sometimes I imagine my addiction was like a tsunami, gaining strength so slowly it was nearly imperceptible at first, until it was too big and too late to out run. It always had its own way about it, its own mysterious momentum. It started small and though it was a gradual progression, it was always increasing β¦
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