I do consider myself an addict in a sense. I never was one for drinking, smoking, or doing drugs. I was addicted to the power I got from the darkness. I used the strength I got from feelings of anger and rage as a personal motivation. There is no conventional rehab program for this addiction.
The most terrifying thought I have these days, is having to go into the darkness to save others. Even though I know others are struggling in the darkness as I was, and my selfless instincts tell me to go in and save others, I can’t go into the darkness. Even to save those I care about, I can’t go back into the darkness.
It’s the same scenario with any addict. If they are offered what they were addicted to, there is a high probability of relapsing. If I go back into the darkness to save someone, there is a very high probability I’m not going to be able to get out again. And it doesn’t help knowing that the chances of saving anyone is very slim after I go in to save them. To me, it’s not worth the risk of losing myself.