In case you don’t remember me, my name is Obsession. I’m sure we’ve met before. But, I know we will meet again. You can not escape me. I’m not avoidable. I am as important to your physical makeup as the color of your eyes or hair. And no, you can not see me physically… But, I am always here. We meet when you feel a want or need for something so strongly, you almost tell yourself you can’t live without it. You meet me when your mind is totally focused on one thing making the rest of the world disappear. You know me when your body and mind completely surrender to the idea of something else, a greater power, me.
People are crazy. People are imaginative. And me? I’m somewhere in the middle. The weird thing about me is when I meet someone, it either goes really well or really sad. I would like to think I do more good… But like I said, people are crazy.
In my time, I’ve met many people. And I’ve learned that people are different for many reasons. They don’t look the same, talk the same, nor live the same. But in my eyes, they are all one; all crazy, all imaginative.
See, in my type of work, nothing surprises me. I’ve seen it all… Some people crave order (OCD), and some people love boy bands (*cough* *cough* Karly) People love different things. For example, a long time ago I met him when he started to read books about chivalry. It got to the point where he got addicted to not only the literature, but also this other world he created. His imagination was his medicine that ultimately made him sicker. So yes, he was crazy. He was imaginative. But maybe he was just crazy and imaginative to survive.
Survival… what does one need to survive? The basics of course; shelter, water, food. And I do as well. But in a different way. For food, I don’t salad or hamburgers. Instead, I feed off of people. And no, you sicko, I don’t mean I eat them! That’s disgusting! But like a plant, I grow from a small seed within. And whether you know it or not, you are my farmer. I grow off of your insecurities, subconscious thoughts, and your desires and needs. Within time, I grow larger and larger, taking up more and more space in your thoughts until the shadow of my leaves shade your mind completely.
I can be your best friend or your worst nightmare. I can be your transportation to another world or the anchors that holds you back from moving forward. But, at the end of the day, we are one.