Choose life. Choose Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and hope that someone, somewhere cares.
Choose looking up old flames, wishing you’d done it all differently. And choose watching history repeat itself.
Choose your future. Choose reality TV, slut-shaming, revenge porn.
Choose a zero-hour contract, a two hour journey to work, and choose the same for your kids, only worse, and smother the pain with an unknown does, of an unknown drug made in somebody’s kitchen.
And then, take a deep breath.
You are an addict, so be addicted. Just be addicted to something else.
Choose the ones you love. Choose your future. Choose life.