We all worship something. The difference is what we choose to worship. For a long time, I worshiped the rat race and all the trappings of the American Dream. It started with money and using my talents to acquire more and more. When I wasn’t using drugs, you could say that my drug was “more.” I got married, had kids (‘hostages’ is what we affectionately call them in the rooms), a house, cars, a better job, more skills, more money, an even better job, etc. It went on and on like this for decades. I also drank the entire time. I worshiped all these things and held these things up as my measure of success. Devotion, love, adoration, and reverence are synonyms for worship. One word that my thesaurus didn’t include was obedience. In the end, obedience is exactly what I felt about my forms of worship.
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