I have given up my addiction.
Not for my significant other, as I have been lucky enough to have someone in my life who loves me no matter what, and has stuck with me throughout more than five of my ten years with this illness.
Not for my family, as the only one I've told about my addiction is my mother. And I'm still not convinced that she believes that I have an actual addiction to anything.
Not for my friends. Though they have seen the physical affects, I have told exactly ONE of my personal friends about the true nature of my affliction. Understanding though he was, I haven't found the courage to tell more.
I have given up my addiction.
I can't sustain the emotional toll any longer. I can't deal with the hiding, the shame.
I have given up my addiction.
FOR ME.
