Look, we need to talk. I know you've been trying really hard and things have been pretty good between us for awhile, but lately you've been a little too "full force." I mean, we had a pretty good run while it lasted, back when things were a bit more moderate. You made my world full of wonderment, at moments it glittered, I felt like a child again and that was so lovely. Really, it was. Thank you for that.
But, lately I have been having a lot of mixed feelings about our relationship and where things are headed. I've stuck with you through some really difficult times, through the highs and lows, and we've been together for almost 4 months now. The reality is, I just can't take it anymore. I really can't. I can't deal with the schlepping and how cold you've been towards me all the time; you just dump everything on me and now, because of you, I find it hard to get out of bed each morning and face the day. You've changed who I am. It's rough.
Also, I cannot lie. I've always been an honest woman and I need to come clean: this weekend I took a taste of the other side, of life without you. I dipped my toes in the waters of another stream and it felt really farking good. I was full of energy, I felt lighter, the weight was lifted off of my shoulders, I could see clearly all around me, I didn't feel lost, unsteady, or disoriented, my feet were firmly beneath me with each and every step and, in just two days, I felt alive again. ALIVE!!
So, it is with a somewhat heavy heart, but with a sense of certainty and resolve, that I let you go. I know I will see you again and that our relationship will continue for the rest of my life, but I am calling it quits.
Winter: I'm breaking up with you.
2 comments:
Ok, you might be over W but I'm thinking your breakup is a bit premature. Might have to get a restraining order because last time I checked, with the ground hog and seasonal calendar, W was intent on hanging around for another month.
Spring is waiting in the wings to catch you on the rebound.
Love, YGM
Molly... You are genius. Hilarious.
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