I am not my own

Been on an all out binge for the past 7+ days. Struggling because I don't feel ready to give it up yet, but the voice of reason is begging me to come to my senses. Then I came across a Scripture passage I had written out - it was in a box of memorabilia - from 1 Corinthians, where it talks about your body being a temple of the Holy Spirit. It says "you are not your own...you were bought at a price". My body isn't really mine, it's on loan. That made me think of the parable of the talents. Maybe everything God gives us to use for Him is like those talents - not just money, or ability, but all the resources He gives us to use while we are in this life. In that context it is clear to me that I have been frantically trying to "bury" this body since my teen years, earlier I think. I have spent most of my lifetime trying to hide my body, much of the time wishing I had never been given it.