My name is Mark and I am an alcoholic. You could probably also call me a drug addict. Cocaine, specifically. And, of course, cigarettes. Most recently, Häagen-Dazs salted caramel ice cream and Haribo Supermix. The spectrum of things that I will sink my teeth into is vast. I’m addicted to anything that will separate me from myself, even if only for a moment. If it offers a brief holiday from my head and the never-ending ways my brain seems to work against me I’m likely going to be a fan.
As a child I was told I had an ‘addictive personality’. I won’t say that I’m addicted to everything, because that’s not true. I’m not
addicted to exercise. I’ve never been addicted to getting up early or doing the washing-up.