Yes, yes, yes! There is a name for my addiction - process addiction. Apparently drink and drugs falls into the substance addiction camp and anything from shopping to gambling is process.
Thanks to the wonder that is Sally Brampton I'm beginning to think that I might come out the other side. I feel slightly liberated to think that the compulsion is so powerful I can't necessarily do it alone.
Only dampener on my need to seek help for my addiction is money. No slinking off Priory style or even a hum drum counsellor - no money to pay for it.
How will I make progress and deal with the guilt, shame and need that is fashion?
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