It's taking over my life. It's taking control of me. I give into its wishes. I listen to its commands. It declares my every move. I'm a puppet and it's my master holding the strings, holding the reins to my life It dominates me. It restrains me. It keeps me paralyzed. But I can't ask for help. Asking for help admits defeat. I can never admit defeat. Defeat means weakness. Weakness means I'm powerless. When I'm powerless, I'm, hopeless.