Addiction doesn’t always look like a bottle. Sometimes it looks like a paycheck. Sometimes it looks like scrolling. Or isolation. Or chasing women. Or overtraining at the gym with something hollow in your chest. But no matter what form it takes— Addiction is never just about pleasure. It’s about pain. And it’s not the trauma that drives it. It’s the relational starvation that followed. Because without safe connection— Without a place to bleed and be seen— You’ll always turn to the thing that can