You know who you are,
“Its not you, its me!” I told you three years
ago.
I lied.
I had been dropping hints along the way but you never listened.
You kept finding out ways to make it harder for me to admit it to you. I just had to break it off ,
now I have the courage to say it wasn’t me honey, it was definitely you.
You dragged me down. You took away everything,
my confidence, my stride and even the freedom to be who I am. You made me into
the introvert I was never supposed to be. I have wasted so many memories that I
could have cherished, just because I hated the fact that you would never leave
my side. I tried hiding you and ignoring you but you stuck on like a parasitic
leech that had sworn not to leave me. I am amazed at your thick skin. Despite my
making you feel so unwanted, you kept trying to fit in from every nook and
corner you could squeeze yourself in. Trust me there was no love in those
handles!
That one fine day, three years ago, I picked
up my guts from deep under and faced you finally. We were together for
more than 15 years, elementary sweethearts one can call it. You lingered around
longer and I became hesitant to change my mind. But I realized you were more of
a bad habit, and you know what they say about bad habits, right? You had to go.
I was still kind when I told you to leave. I
even let you blame me. That I had changed although it was partially true. Or it
was the real me who was finally coming out. I let you go to my friends and
family to spread non-sense about me. Making them believe that without you I
just would be too lost. Well it was never so bad because I knew my family and
friends always supported me more than they would ever believe you. They
eventually took my side.
It took you one long year to go. You still
left some of your unwanted stuff behind. But I didn't miss you anymore. I felt
more free and alive. I met new people and I found confidence in me that I never
thought I had. I realized I was a masochist to enable you to keep me from these
feelings and emotions. One thing was for sure, I was better off without
you.
That was until you came back again. Said we
could be just friends. Said you had changed and that you realized how you took
away my happiness and you wanted to make up for it. Bah! Fooled me once again
with all your endless partying, sugary promises of heavenly delights and days
that turned into weeks of blissful relaxation. Just like that, I started
letting you in again. It was a blunder I would now regret, but at that time I
was ignorant to it until it was too late. I should have known your ways better
but you clouded my judgement with all the guilty pleasures and devilish
delights I tried so hard to cleanse away.
Now, I see through your little scam. Yes stop
laughing that devilish laugh you heartless blob of cholesterol! You make me feel
sick! I have no room in my life for you and this time I will make you pay for
it. I will burn you out ounce by ounce with every strength I can muster and
every torture in the book I can find. I have my (in-my-mind) friend Jillian to
help me kick your butt. Rest assured, you are not welcome here anymore nor
would you ever be in the future. My resentment for you is fuelled by every bit
of clothing I can't buy or wear anymore. The bitterness is such that if you
decide to show up around me I will definitely set the dogs out on you!
Take this as the final and only goodbye you
will ever get scumbag. Pick up all your things and don't let the door hit you
on your way out. On second thoughts, please fall into the chainsaw I left just
next to it!
Hahahahaha! Beautiful thoughts addressing two parties in one. But the "cholestrol" part gave it away which is a nice twist in the story. Wonderful writing Danica. I am your follower for sure. Great work and keep it up! :)