Clean the closet

I have been called out. "What are you addicted to?" A shocking question to ponder. Quickly I assured myself that I wasn't addicted to anything of great importance. I got up and left. The question etched on my brain. Addicted...me...no way....that's such a strong word. It sounds so sinful, so deceiving. I'm I person whose life is just a facade? All these thoughts went through my head and I kept shaking it off, like there was no way possible this was me. However, I was convicted and cracked like everyone who is under the guidance of the Holy Spirit eventually does. I am a facade, like everyone else in the world is. We are all hiding behind the "i'm fine" faces we put on before we leave the house every morning. I am addicted to things I am too prideful to give up, which is wrong. I have been called out and I am looking to uncover why and how those things in my life got it's rooting. I am willing to unearth the things that might terribly damage my self image and I'm striving to be clean from this thing that has dirtied my life for way too long.