Anisha Bora

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It began as a small escape, a fleeting thrill to ease the day. At first, it felt like a choice, something they controlled—a way to unwind, to forget for a moment. "Just one more," they thought, believing it was harmless. But the occasional became routine, and soon, it was a need. The world outside blurred, shrinking to a single craving. Friends, family, and work faded into the background. Struggle followed, filled with guilt and failed attempts to stop. Then, a moment of clarity came. Recovery was slow and hard, but each step brought hope, connection, and the rediscovery of joy.