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Bad Habit

I guess its like a bad habit. Like smoking cigarettes or drinking alcohol.
you sneak and try it.
you like how it feels.
you like what it does to you.
you get hooked.
you are willing to risk everything to do it again (standing in the cold, no sleep, etc)
you then try to find a way to hide this "craving" from family and friends.
everyone advises you against it.
you then find ways to justify what you know will at the end of the day hurt you badly and eventually kill you.
Love much like drugs, the worst it will hurt the more we want...all in hopes to get that "first high" feeling.... AGAIN...it will never be as good as your "first love" but it could be better if you nuture it will bud into a love you WANT and NEED

 
 
According to livescience.com, among the reasons for addiction:
•Innate human defiance.

•Need for social acceptance.

•Inability to truly understand the nature of risk.

•Individualistic view of the world and the ability to rationalize unhealthy habits.

•Genetic predisposition to addiction.

You'd think people were on a one-track mission to self-destruct rather than desiring immortality.



"We have found that people aren't changing their behaviors," said Cindy Jardine of the University of Alberta. "But it's not because they haven't gotten the information that these are big risks." She added, "We tend to sort of live for now and into the limited future—not the long term."

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