I have been addicted to an illusion, a false belief. It made me feel better, and so I keep running back to it. But it's not real. My illusion? I am in control. Part of growing up, part of maturing spiritually, has been learning this obnoxious, even painful truth. I am not the final say. I'm not in charge of the universe, or the weather, or other people. I am not without limits. Remembering this is key to spiritual growth.