I used to swim

Obsessions become your worst enemy when you have priorities.
Just when you think you've come to the surface, you find yourself drowning right back again.
But neither the surface nor the bottom ever seems reachable and you're left choking, waking up morning to mourning, to regret.

Don't try to save yourself because you'll never have enough.

I hate my obsessions. All 1001 of them.