Hello. My name is Rachel, and I’m a Hamilton: An American Musical addict. I’ve been addicted to Hamilton ever since it came out. I was addicted to the soundtrack before I even got to see it. Yes, I got to see it. Yes, it was awesome. Yes, It only made my addiction worse. If you must know, when I actually experienced Hamilton, I cried the entire time and almost threw up from excitement and sheer awe. I know there are a lot of people like me out there, so I wanted to write this in an attempt to warn you in case you are clueless about your problem and before your friends and family start to suggest you might need an intervention. Okay, in my case, it wasn’t a suggestion, the intervention really happened.So without further ado, here are some signs you may need a Hamilton intervention.When you wake up in the morning the first thing you do is listen to “My Shot” because it gets you pumped up for the day. Because you’re just like your country, “Young, scrappy, and hungry” and you’re “not going to waste” your shot. You’re going to get a scholarship to King’s College, damn it! Also, where is King’s college? You don’t know, but you want to go there.