Addict

As I made this card an old Trace Atkins song kept running through my head: This ain't no thinkin thing/right brain, left brain/it goes a little deeper than that/it's a chemical, physical, emotional devotion/passion that we can't hold back . . . 

I am the broken one whose thinking is distorted.
I am the one who can't think her way clear of this obession.

My gift to you is weakness; in your weakness you will know strength.