The Serial Killer From My Mind (Part Two)

Daily Prompt: “Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t anymore.”

Twist: “Make today’s post the first in a three-post series.”

*DAY TWO OF MY THREE POST SERIES* (Click for day one)

Previously, I stated that the Serial Killer From My Mind was named Addiction, or Mr. Addiction as I like to name him. I have told you that our enemy, Mr. Addiction kills time from our life; however, that is not all he kills. Mr. Addiction is a diverse Serial Killer, not just of one genocide but multiple genocides. Mr. Addiction feeds his killing frenzy with our money. Yes that green little piece of paper that we highly value, that thing we tend to need to survive.

Day-to-day we spend money on Mr. Addiction because we believe that we need him in our life. Say your addicted to alcohol or drugs, you have to spend money to obtain those items. You highly value the amount in your bank, yet you throw it away to feed Mr. Addiction. When you don’t you go, practically, crazy. This is referred to as withdrawal.

I’ll stick to my old World of Warcraft addiction. In order to play my computer game, Blizzard required me to pay thirty dollars a month, which to my young, non-money-valuing-self  was not a large some to pay for a months worth of enjoyment. Yet I didn’t have a job to pay for it! Still I managed to pump my thirty a month, which was probably all that I had a month.

This is what we all do for Mr. Addiction. We come up with money that we don’t have to pay him to remove precious things from our lives. He is our own mercenary against ourselves. Stop paying him to destroy you.

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The Serial Killer From My Mind (Part One)

Daily Prompt:  “Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t anymore.”

Twist: “Make today’s post the first in a three-post series.”

The Serial Killer from my mind lives in each and every one of your minds as well. You have been his victim at least once in your life, no matter where, or who you are. His name you ask, Addiction.

Addiction takes over your life, and destroys different parts of it. In this post I want to talk about how he kills time, and not in the “fun way.” When I was younger I used to play a game by the name of World of Warcraft. I loved that game, still do actually. Blizzard has done a brilliant job developing it. The only problem with it was that Mr. Addiction got a hold of my mind using that game. I would spend countless hours playing it a day. I remember even having friends over and I was ignoring them so I could level up just one more time, then another time, and another. I COULDN’T STOP PLAYING!

Luckily I was eventually cut off of this addiction when my account got hacked and I have yet to start paying for it again, although I have been dabbling with the free trial lately. I haven’t decided whether or not to buy it again. We’ll see, but I know I’ll moderate it this time. I have to now, I have responsibilities. Anyways, Mr. Addiction removed multiple hours, years worth probably, from my life. He killed them, and I will never see them again. And time is precious.

Addiction has a way of stealing time from us without us even knowing it, because we feel like we need to be doing what we are addicted to.  I’m not saying it’s a bad thing to have fun doing things, WoW is an amazing game and I hope to return to it one day, just remember your own life. Remember to control what you do, and not let it control you. Do not let Mr. Addiction begin killing something from your life.