A man cheats on his wife.

A man comes home from work every day and sucks down a case of beer.

A woman spends most of her spare time and money on drugs.

A priest can’t resist molesting altar boys.

Personally, I find it hard to believe people can’t control themselves. I don’t believe in an addictive personality. It’s all in your head and you can control yourself. Calling it an addiction and going to some lame group so you can all whine and hold each others hands is just an excuse for being weak.

Diagnosed? Give me a fucking break. “He can’t help it, he’s an addict.” Fuck that. Blah blah blah. Take responsibility and stop acting like you didn’t MAKE THE FUCKING CHOICE every day to take that drink or smoke that cigarette or touch that child or cheat on your wife or sit on your ass and eat cake.

Calling it an addiction and going to rehab is just you being a pussy. If you can’t control yourself do the rest of us a favor STFU. We’re sick of your excuses. And if you’re out there hurting people, DIE.

And fucking around on your spouse doesn’t make you a sex addict. I makes you an asshole.

The minute you call something an addiction, people start to think it’s okay and the action becomes excusable. Saying someone can’t help themselves is giving them a free pass to continue that behavior. It used to be a disgraceful thing to be a drunk and now people accept that it’s an illness. Illness? I wonder how people with cancer feel about drunks screaming illness. How soon will the other addiction/illnesses become acceptable because they supposedly can’t help themselves? And now every abhorrent behavior is getting their own diagnosis/excuse. What isn’t mental illness/chemical imbalance/NOT RESPONSIBLE? Bullshit.

Yes, I was a smoker. I’ll be the first to admit I had a hard time quitting. But I take responsibility for every cigarette I smoked. I don’t blame the cigarettes or other smokers or advertising or peer pressure, I blame my own weakness. The same for cheesy food and desserts. I like the taste of these things and I need to convince myself they’re bad for me. I take responsibility for everything I choose to stuff in my face. I drink weekly, but I could stop right now and never drink again. I get depressed but I don’t suffer from depression. I used to have mood swings but I’m not bi-polar.

Normal person who makes bad choices here. What about you?