Problems of a Book-aholic

The TBR list at this point has become a problem. I think my TBR list could build a wall if I could stack them, but it’s really okay because you know, “this one's different”.
Book spending, I go in for one singular book, and I still end up leaving with five in my hands. Not to mention the massive credit card debt because now physical books cost a soul, my lifesavings, and my left foot.
I own at least 10 bookmarks, but I’m lazy. So I’ve definitely been using receipts and random candy wrappers
The ‘I’ll Just Read One Chapter’ Lie. It’s 2AM. You said 1 chapter. It’s now 4AM and you’re crying about fictional people. Now I have school in 3 hours. No regrets? Kinda regrets.
BookTok bullied me into this. Someone cried about a book online. Now you own it. I don’t even really like this genre.
The lie that reading is relaxing. I'm always having a heart attack or a mental break down over what the characters do, and I know I'm not the only one out there.
I spoil books for myself. I Google the ending at maybe a tenth way through because you “need to know if it’s worth it.” It’s always worth it. You just ruined it. Or I’m scrolling and some has to give away the big secret at the end. Now I just have to make myself believe that I never saw anything because otherwise I might cry.

Anyway, have you experienced any of these things because they continue to be a problem for me. Thanks for reading my very last blog post!

-Eva

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