They say that the second day is always the toughest. I agree with them, whoever they are. You don't find me so agreable very often so take a picture, write the day down and enjoy it while it lasts.
Isn't it sad that less than half of people, when they put their mind to something, when they have DECIDED enough is enough, will at one point or another end up back on the wagon? Or is it off the wagon, I can never remember.
I have been addicted to many things. If you can think of it, I have probably been addicted to it at one point or another. Cigarettes, check. Fornication. Check. Low grade synthetic opiates? Check. Brown-brown. Check. I have battled them all. Shucks, battling autism was nothing compared to every addiction I have had to overcome. I am at least 3 years removed from all of those activities (except for the fornication). The one battle that I return to time and time again...my dark night of the soul....my wasteland so to speak, is cheese danish.
Let me tell you what it is like. Not like sex. It is like an incredible rush of adrenaline. It is like expanding consciousness. I feel as though I become one with the pastry. It is like being king of the castle, when all day I have really just been digging through the dumpsters trying to find old beer cans (to recycle and drink whatever is left). It is like coming home after a long road trip that you didn't want to make in the first place. It is like looking at your lover for the first time, knowing that your souls have known each other much longer than your combined ages. It is like a puppy, warm and sweet, licking you on a cold winter day in front of a fire place.
Can you see why this would be hard to overcome?
I have done an inventory. I ask myself, Felson, how can you expect other people to try to be awesome when you can't even button your pants because you are so helplessly addicted to cheese danishes. That is why over the next, well, rest of my life, I am putting down that which I adore the most.
And I promise you I will never eat another cheese danish for the rest of my life. Because when Felson Mitchell says something, IT MEANS SOMETHING. Gosh darnit.
You will follow me ofter the next few months. It might get ugly. It might turn you away. Somethings are just hard to watch. But then some trainwrecks, you just can't take your eyes off of. This is what I am hoping from you, Audience. Please, stay with me. Over come your obstacles with me. I don't need your support, but get strength from me and my battle! YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU PUT YOUR MIND TO.
I have just dotted both of your "i's" . Class is dismissed.
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