It grips you tightly, like an undertow you never noticed pulling you in until you’re fully submerged.
And there you are—suspended in a space that feels both unbearable and electric, where every thought is consumed by this singular focus.
Obsession has a way of magnifying everything, heightening your sensitivity to the point of near pain, while also narrowing your attention so that nothing else seems to matter.
But obsession, as much as it feels like possession, is ultimately a way to meet yourself.
It doesn’t just happen to you; it’s an invitation—sometimes even a demand—to confront the places in you that are least explored, most unruly.