Scrolling through my page again...
You tell yourself it’s harmless. Just looking. Then you do that "just one send." But we both know it never stops there. Once you cross that line, you belong to the habit.
It’s been days. You aren't quitting; you're just getting started.
You wake up this morning, phone in your hand before you even open your eyes.
You tell yourself today will be different. You’ll stay busy, you’ll be good, you won’t relapse.
But deep down you already know the truth - before you even get out of bed, you’re going to open this app and send away all the money you worked for last week.
Morning relapse hits different, doesn’t it? 😈
You crave that heavy, sinking feeling. The moment your heart races as you hit "send" and you feel that that dopamine rush -that’s the only time you’re actually present.
It feels good to be used. It feels right to have your value measured in what you lose. You aren't just giving money; you're trading your stress for my control. The more you surrender, the quieter your head gets.
That’s the high, isn’t it? Being absolutely nothing so I can be everything.