I used to get myself immersed into what I like. 

I liked healthy food and it was my hobby and talent. 

I got myself into learning and practicing after I came home from work for a few months. 

I felt the sense of accomplishment and vitality. 

I felt I could do anything. 

Then, I wondered if my wounds were at work making me getting immersed into things. 

My aunt visited me in a couple of years. 

I could see that she was in relationship addiction. 

I was sad to find her, who I loved so much like my own mother, had a psychological disorder. 

I could see how one's live would unfold when she doesn't treat her condition. 

She seemed to have developed wound dissociation but there was nothing I could do for her. 

I was busy treating myself. 

I had to focus more on my tasks and guard against staying in comfort. 

I will keep making efforts until I achieve complete cure. 

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