Both are addictive. And dangerous. In the beginning they draw you in with bright bursts of joy that careen through your body like mental orgasms. But after a little while it always changes. You find yourself no longer wanting to want them, but unable to stop.

That lonely past looms in your forethoughts as you wonder to yourself, even if I could let it go, what then. What else is there? And you answer yourself. Nothing.

If I feel this way now, how much worse will I feel without it?