Addiction

I have an addiction. I'm not proud of it, but I just can't stop. It first started when I was quite young. A family member introduced me to it and I have never been able to shake it since. The smell, the taste, the feeling it gives me, it has become a part of me. At times I have wanted to get away from it all but without success. Besides there is always that voice from within that encourages me, tells me to never stop. All it takes is one look and I can't turn away. Sometimes I have even given in to my desires at work. So far I have been able to keep it a secret but who knows when I will be discovered. There is always the fear of being found out, the constant looking over my shoulder wondering who is becoming suspicious. The shame if my colleagues, family and friends found out would be too much to withstand. My blog is the only place that I can openly say.... that... I collect stamps.