Obstacle is the way

I’ve had strings of good days, broken up by days of folding to temptation. I realize that I can’t just “watch less.” I need to entirely separate myself, potentially for good. In that case, refraining becomes an everyday habit... At least long enough to have grown without its influence. The grip that this craving has on my life, the tight squeeze that has shaped my life, is powerful. In order to escape, I’m keen to remember: the only way out is through.