Dear Food

Dear Food,

You have been my friend, my lover, and my biggest comfort for many years now. You have been warm and spicy, cold and sweet, and I have used you in ways that I should be ashamed of.

I have found I have been blinded all of these years by your smooth and comforting ways, you have convinced me that I am brave and sane and at the same time I have felt guilt and shame when I am around you. As painful as it is to admit, our relationship is toxic, I see that now.

You have been there for me when no one else has, you have consoled me when I was inconsolable from anyone else. When I put up my walls, i somehow managed to always grant you admittance. While you have given me the initial impression that you were helping me and all was good, later I felt guilty, dirty, and wrong for being with you.

Not only have you effected my looks, the way others view me, and the way I view myself, NOW you are effecting my health. While providing me so beneficial life sustaining nutrients, I feel you are draining the life from me. You don't care about me, you only care about what you can do to me.

I am growing to hate you the more I deal with you. I know I must end this relationship and think of you as nothing more than the fuel that you are. I will take from you the benefits I need and spare myself the connection that we once felt.

You have hurt me more than anyone or anything possibly ever could, and you are the one thing I always turned to and depended on. It is time for me to move on. I know this wont hurt you as you have many victims, but I will no longer be one.

From someone who used to be your biggest fan,
Good bye, good luck, and good riddance!

Sincerely,

Delynna