addicted to scrapbooking


A friend of mine used to be in to scrapbooking, and I do mean he was really in to it. Every time you saw hime he had his scrapbook with him. Everybody called him "the scrapbook addict".

Being addicted to scrapbooking can lead to some serious problems, and I saw lots of his problems pile up over time. But before we get into the story I want to say something. Scrapbooking is growing in popularity with men as well. So no need to laugh at this guy for scrapbooking, right?

I won't mention his name here, because who would want something like this to be on the internet? All of his friends who'll read will know who I'm talking about.

He was introduced to scrapbooking by his ex-girlfriend (back then it was his girlfriend but she couldn't stand his addiction anymore) and at first he didn't see the point in buying photomount corners to mount the photos on those pages. He said it was a female hobby.

Two weeks later he bought some paper, some photomount corners made from wood, pencils and some decorative items like dried flower leaves etc. He told us it was going to make a gift for his girlfriend.
He told us he wasn't looking forward to getting started, but he liked her a lot so he started his scrapbook.

A week went by and he was still working on it, he hadn't gone out with us that entire week so we jokingly said to eachother "he's hooked" and "he's becoming addicted to scrapbooking". Little did we know what was going to happen.

The second week went by and he hadn't even visited his girlfiend since he first bought those materials. She had called but he hadn't picked up. So we got worried. We went over there and rang his doorbell...

No answer, we knocked on the door and yelled his name... still no answer. Then the loudest of us all yellet "hey scrapbook addict come outside already!". All of the sudden we hear noise and the front door us jerked open real fast. "scrapbook?" he asks.

We went inside with him and found dozens of scrapbooks, some still being worked on, lying on his kitchen table. His dishes from 2 weeks still in the sink and he seemed to have resorted to take-away food.
I started counting the scrapbooks and was interupted by him when he said "guys I think I'm addicted to scrapbooking...". When he stopped me I was at 23 scrapbooks.

He had almost spent his months salary on scrapbooking, I believe he had scrapbooking material to last him for another 23 scrapbooks easily.

We said in a joking manner that he should go and see a therapist, which he took seriously and he headed off to a nearby therapist. We ran after him, not knowing what he was going to do. We had to waid outside of the office and after that the therapist came outside, giggled and said that she has never heard of a problem like this.

She gave him a few methods to help him fight against his addiction to scrapbooking, and as of now he has been able to cut down to one scrapbook a week. Now he sells them too and I believe he's making a little profit.

Good thing it turned out relatively okay with his addiction to scrapbooking, but this story goes to show that even with something like scrapbooking, you can get yourself in trouble if you don't control yourself.