Relapse

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Our past seems to beckon us back to the path we once had walked upon, that dark and lonely road. We all have our own forms of poison, different ways we sold our souls. Bad habits dying hard. How one seems to fall pray to their old ways all too soon. A person leaves drinking yet the alcohol draws them back. A smoker giving up smoking but the cigarette whispers their name. A person who hurt and suffered is free from chains but they yearn for the familiar feeling of such pain, they don't know how to function without it anymore; the pain now comfortable, buried too deep in their skin. A drug addict falling back into the pit of cocaine and heroine. People seem to fall back, pulled by their demons into the pits they had climbed out of...
Relapsing happens...it's what makes us human. But it is in our power to overcome it, fight it and carry on. Keep fighting, hoping and breathing.

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