It’s tiring, waking up in the morning with a monster eating you up
controlling you. killing you slowly
While you sit there and stare at your breakfast
and realize that you should eat
and that food IS good, but that monster holds you back.
So you fight it.
You take one bite, another, another
until the growl of the monster is gone
and you realize that you are in control and the monster is a
disease
nothing more
and that you can fight it
and that you will win.