There is something logical about addiction. But it’s still insane.
The math is simple: I crave, I use, I stop craving. I withdraw, I use, I feel better. Simple and elegant logic.
But it is also insane. I crave, I use, I stop craving – but that is all that matters. I run over people, use people, fail at nearly everything, get in trouble with the law, abuse others, and harm everyone in my circle of influence while I am killing myself in the process. None of that matters in order to fulfill the simple, elegant logic of the obsession.
At some point the high is no longer a choice but a shackle. A prisoner has no more choice to get out of a prison than an addict has to get out of addiction. To get out of prison you need help from the outside. You need enough humility to plea for help and even satisfy the demands of the system just to taste free air.
Simple logic. Simple insanity. Simple humility.
Addiction is so simple and so logical that it is a near hopeless condition. It is almost too simple for the mind to comprehend.