dopamine prison
Quitting an addiction is exactly like leaving a toxic relationship. You spend longer than you should, hovering between precontemplation and denial, doing your best to ignore the increasingly unignorable. Even when you finally locate the resolve, that little voice in your head continues to wheedle and bargain, suggesting untenable half-measures you cannot help but entertain.
You know what has to be done, but god, change is fucking terrifying.