I Have a Problem

It's time for me to admit it: I have a problem.

I've tried to hide it for a long time. I've denied it, I've lied to myself and others, I've refused to acknowledge the depths to which I've been willing to sink to get a fix... I've even taken directly from the hands of my loved ones to stave off withdrawal.

I've whined and wheedled and pleaded and made promises I had no intention of keeping.

It's time to make amends.

Bon, I will never again ask if I can use your lip gloss. Hillary, I'm sorry for every time I dipped into your peach flavored beeswax balm. Mom, for all the lipsticks I've ever "borrowed"... forgive me. Tell me how I can make it up to you.

I'm taking it one day at a time. Easy does it. Progress, not perfection. I can stop using "just for today." I've narrowed my stash to one simple, utilitarian chapstick - it's pink and cherry flavored, but other than that, it's plain and no-frills. Gone are the glittered glosses, the shiny lipslicks, the buttery balms...

With the help of my higher power, the support of my friends, and Lip Balm Anonymous, I believe I can beat this hidden addiction that affects the lives of so many...