Goodbye my good friend. You have been a constant companion, a dependable comforter and a reliable relief. When I was bored, you were there to fill my time. When I was lonely, you were there by my side. You encouraged me to go on. You filled the void. You never failed to be available for me when I needed you, no matter what I needed you for. You always accepted me as I was. You always encouraged me to carry on; to continue on the comfortable path you laid before me. When I cried out in pain, you healed. When I rejoiced in happiness, you helped me celebrate. When I lacked confidence, you were there to boost me. When I was sad, you were there to console me. I could always depend on you. Actually I depended on you too much. I depended on you so much I lost myself. I wandered blindly in denial of what was really needed; believing your lies and accepting your comfort. With you I could do whatever I wanted and not think about it. It wasn’t healthy, but it was comforting and easy.
It is time I look at myself. I must ask, “Do I see myself as I am now or do I see myself as I’ve always known myself to be?” I can’t answer those questions with you as the focal point. I have to give you up in order to do that. I must say goodbye to you my good friend. I can’t allow you to control my life any longer. Yes, I need you in my life, but not as my constant companion, my dependable comforter or my reliable relief. You will still play a part in my life, but you will not be my life. So goodbye my good friend. I can no longer allow you to control my thoughts, my emotions or my actions. I must control you and limit your influence on my decisions and actions. So goodbye my good friend. Goodbye to the role you have played in my life. Goodbye food, as I have known you.
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Sunday, November 15, 2009
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Great post. There are things I have said good bye to, also. sometimes they keep coming back and wanting to reenter my life but I have to lean on the door and not let them in.
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