Addicted...

There is nothing worse than being addicted to something. Smokers, alcoholics, workaholics, junkies, all are Ph.D in slavery. 

But the most harmful addiction is the addiction to another person, that many people confuse with love. True love liberates... 

Addiction is cage... 

You may have said to a friend, or heard from him: --- -that thing you feel is a disease! 
And it is nothing more than a disease. 
The symptoms are easily recognizable. You have a chaotic relationship. Discuss for many hours a day. One is from Mars, the other from Venus. One day the planets collide and your world collapses. 

If it were love, what would come after the breakup? Revolt, tears, longing, a brief would relapse, more tears, more longing, until gradually a certain peace would arise, the self-esteem would be  back and love would turn into memory. 
With your heartbroken, you would search for a new romance and start all over again. It is not a quick process, but it is more or less like that. 

Addiction? no please. If you're addicted to someone, go only halfway: anguish, tears, longing and relapse. And stop there. Insist on relapse. Anxiety makes you do crazy things to get your love back, and when you can have five minutes with him, you throw yourself voluptuously: you smoke, you smell, you drink the guy up to the last drop. After that? A heady feeling of healing. No, you do not need him anymore. You can very well live without him. You do not even think he is attractive, and you come back home feeling as a female medieval warrior. You won the fight with yourself!

Two weeks pass and then you call the phone company to see if your line is faulty. The phone just does not ring! Also your car no longer obey your orders: it drives alone into the street where your dear love lives, just to see if his motorbike is in front of the garage. And it is. So he did not return to Venus, he is still in the city. You start to cold sweat. Feel lightheaded. Go to the office and begin to chewing the office pencils, spills coffee on colleagues, trembles to hold the glass... 
Diagnosis: abstinence symptoms. You go after him. You need crazily an injection of affection in you vein. 

The end of this story? Does not exist. He needs it too, otherwise he would not open the door. 
We need to claim the urgent creation of an AP: Anonymous Passionate. 
Just as there are people who, to overcome alcoholism, avoid taking the first sip, some people need to learn to avoid the first meeting not reoccur for a love that is bad for their health.