They say you have to hit rock bottom before you can recover…
It started innocently enough. My mom mentioned it to me one day. She had heard of it. She asked if I had ever tried it. I replied in my haughty tone that I would never do something like that. I was too good for that.
Then Tyler said that a guy at work had tried it and loved it.
Tyler had brought it home. I was aghast. Not my Tyler. He and I do not do those sorts of things. We have children for heaven’s sakes. We have lives.
And then one night I don’t know what happened. I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t even remember back to that first night, my head is so clouded. All I know is that once I tried it, I didn’t look back.
Every spare moment I had, I did it. I made sure nobody knew. I hid it quite well.
It became my sole goal in life. It was all I wanted to do, nothing else mattered.
My Christmas post didn’t get finished. I didn’t even care. I was so absolutely consumed.
I would lie in bed at night and try to sleep but every time I would close my eyes, it was all I could think of. My head would spin and race thinking of it. Craving it.
Oh I am not proud of this my friends. Not proud at all. But I let Emily try it too. It’s not like it will kill her. She can handle it.
So there the three of us sat side by side on Christmas Eve after Sarah went to bed. All of us doing it while the fake fire roared on the TV screen.
Not exactly what a normal family does on Christmas Eve, is it?
It didn’t matter. I was too far gone by this point. It would take 2 more days before I would wake up and stop all of this insanity.
The day started like all of the other days before. I woke up and did it. Got showered and did it and then when I went to do it again there wasn’t any more left.
I didn’t know what to do! There wasn’t any more left? I wasn’t prepared for this.
Once it sunk in that I couldn’t get any more and couldn’t do it anymore, I felt lost. I didn’t know what I would do without it, but then all of a sudden I felt free. So free.
I finally had my life back.
It has been 7 days since I last did it. At times throughout the day, I do miss it. I miss escaping from reality.
Emily and Tyler are still doing it and sometimes they come to me for help. I see how they bond while they are doing it and I am an outsider. They are just jealous because I don’t do it anymore.
I can’t make them stop. They have to do it on their own like I did.
I am telling you my story today so that if anyone ever asks you to do it, you might learn from my experience.
You need to understand that it is addictive, no matter what anyone tells you. You need to be strong. All it takes is one try.
And then you will do it again and again until you have completed every single freakin’ level of the Angry Birds App.
On a side note I would just like to apologize for not expressing my Christmas or New Year’s wishes to all of you. You know how much I cherish you and I hope you had the best holidays ever celebrating with your family and friends.
I hope you understand the importance of finishing this game before my beloved husband and daughter so that I can say to them, “Nya-nya-nya I won, I finished days ahead of you! Losers!”
Let the New Year Begin!