Why we get Addicted?

The best way to get out of an addicted relationship, is to get addicted to another one. Cannot be more true. It doesn't cure anything of course, it just gets the snowball rolling. But honestly it works. It's like American politics, how are we going to end the Iraq War? A lot of times it is not the best of the good solutions, it's just the least worst of all the bad ones.
But why we get addicted at all? Why there are beautiful workaholic women? Why the obesity rate is even higher than the divorce rate in the US? Why are some women obsessed with shoes? The answer to all these questions is: escape.

In that TV drama Tianshi Qingren, the reason why the woman cares only about work is because she is disappointed by her ex-bf, who gives an void promise and went abroad, and then later on, got married to someone else. Of course the woman turned to work days in and out, and not want to think about guys anymore. In the book The Culture Code, there is this story about a fat girl's mother turning to the author for a diet solution, but after some honest conversation with the girl, he concluded the girl is actually trying to gain some weight so as to keep her mother's bf's hands off her. The mother didn't believe him of course, and forced the girl into a diet. The girl solved the obesity problem, but later on she's got skin problems. The mother turned to the author again, obviously when the girl's all slim and fit again, her mom's bf began to want to take advantage of her again, so the girl figured another way to keep his hands off her. Like everything else, obesity is never aproblem, but a solution, and exactly the solution of escape.

Same logic goes with those obsessed with shopping, or computer games, or internet chatting, and even some occasions, sex, all ways of escapes from their real-life problems, be it the pressure from work, or a depressing relationship, or short of money.

That is why I hate it when he says "I don't want to talk about it now". What is "it"? it represents love, intimacy, everything that connects two people together. It scares him, terrifies him, and good for him, because he is secured when he rejects talking. After all, he is 2.5 hour from me. And he can always retreat to his "XXX" watching. But there is nowhere for me to hide or escape. I am done watching friends and sex and the city at least twice.

I realized that I haven't been writing blogs for almost all the winter break, and I realized that I don't need to write when I am having fun. It's just like your best friend is important not because she's there to share your happiness, (well of course she should) but she's someone you could turn to when you're sad, in trouble, or you feel like a loser. Yes I realized why my writing is never happy, never entertaining in a delightful way. My writing is always disturbing, somewhat desperate, and only enjoyable in a tricky way. I realized it is because writing is my "escape", it is my obesity, my shoe shopping, my next addiction.

Yes I am addicted to writing. Because I can always turn to her as a "next".And she will never turn away from me.