I did not even realize how far I had fallen.

However, Patrick Gamble’s opinion piece, “Withdraw from the opiate of the masses,” opened my eyes: I am addicted to Jesus.

It started out small, like it always does, with me consuming Jesus maybe once a month. Quickly, though, I was up to taking Jesus once a week.

Now, I take him almost every day. I could barely describe all of the horrifying things that this has done to me. Taking Jesus has affected my family and friends. It has swallowed me up, and I am no longer in control of my life. I’ve given myself totally to Jesus, and I have given my time and talent to the poor and hungry, and for the sake of justice.

Oh, how little time I have now for the most important things in life, such as gossiping about my friends and watching reruns of Jersey Shore.

Looking back, I’ve realized how much time I’ve spent being joyful and purposeful, and I see how much misery and pointlessness I’ve missed out on.

I’ve been such a fool, but I hope my story can be a warning for others.

I’m going to quit Jesus so I can be safe again. I hope everyone else follows suit.