Full of emptiness

We were simply running away from ourselves. We used food, relationships, shopping, and immersion in our phones as mood enhancers, as painkillers for a deep pain we might not even be aware of. We filled an inner void that had taken root early on, bandaged a trauma that had created a rift in our language, a rift we could only heal by distracting ourselves with compulsive behavior. Addiction was our scream.