Sometimes we feel like there is an enemy inside of us that wants to wreck everything that we have worked hard for. Addicts see their addiction as this monster that wants to eat them alive. I believed that too, until, during my last mushroom trip I understood that this so called monster was the anxious and scared little boy I used to be, the one that wanted to run away from all his fears, from all the trauma. And he found how to do that through drugs and alcohol. How can I treat that little boy like a monster, when all he wants is my protection?