I should know better. It’s an addiction I’ve been battling for many years. I’ve tried going cold turkey. People staged interventions, saying I was damaging my brain cells for a manufactured high. I didn’t listen. My cravings grew. I cancelled plans as I went in search of nightly pleasure.
Every time, I promised myself it was one final hit. But it never was the final hit, was it? Yet again, I’m glued to Love Island.
I didn’t think I’d be doing so after the last disappointing…