Poisons we love

How many of us are comfortable being by themselves?

How many of us indulge into stuff ,just for the joy of it and not out of a need of completion, of filling up some void?To feel a little better,to feel a little less empty,to feel a little less unsatisfied?How many of us are comfortable by just being! I am not…

one knows the difference ,only after feeling content and doing things not out some need ,just for the joy of it.

Not disregarding and claiming,that any of it is wrong, let us see though, take a small pause and just see ,anything, be it indulging into substances or relationships or anything as noble as charity, might satisfy one for a little while ,but the dissatisfaction doesn’t go away ,until one day out of grace ,it all doesn’t affect ,you just enjoy whatever comes your way, there is a sense of awe. What next? So none of it is poison as such,none of it an elixir either, all of it is the same,just different flavours, different sequences…

So what makes it a poison, attachment to it,dependence in terms of Psychiatry,indulgence where it takes precedence over everything else…