i decide what is toxic to me.
i decide that what is toxic to me has no place in my life.
upon deciding that what is toxic to me has no place in my life, i move to carve what is toxic to me out of my life.
once what is toxic to me has been cut out of my life, a craving fills the void and i want nothing more than to regain what i carved out of my life.
while this may seem confusing, it is crystal clear. the unfortunate aspect of being me is that my brain will not turn some things loose. at least not easily.
i have to consciously not think about the toxic objects of my desire.
only time will tell if i will succeed. as always, i have to think of other things. i have to divert my attention.