The Daddy Thingy Of Addiction
From a recent text chat with my cyber bestie…
Her: “People believe they are the thingy.”
Me: “Yes.”
Her: “Which is the problem with identifying as an addict because it says I am my thingy.”
Me: “Yep.”
Her: “And people with the biggest thingys are often the ones who are most potent.”
Me: “Exactly. They wouldn’t need a thingy so big if they weren’t so powerful.”
Her: “But shame is a whole thing, too. Shame is the core thing. It’s the Daddy Thingy.”
Me: “Yep. And the being doesn’t carry shame at all. It’s just another thingy to fuel all the other thingies.”
Her: “And things need space held for them.”
Me: “Yep.”
Her: “Which eats up space / power.”
Me: “Yep.”
Her: “Hungry thingys.”
Me: “Yep lol”
Her: “Insatiable thingys.”
Me: “Feed all the thingies!”
Her: “lol”
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