It’s over.

You and me, we’ve been together a long time. You’ve always been there, for as long as I can remember. Sometimes you walk beside me, and other times you hide in my shadow. Most of the time, you’re one step ahead, tripping me up at every turn. People have come into my life, and they’ve left, but you’re always there. You sleep next to me every night. You wake up with me in the morning. We laugh together and cry together. We play and cook and write and run together. You come with me to school and work, and you’ve interfered in every relationship I’ve ever had. You’ve made it difficult to be open, and to trust, and to love freely. You have been suffocating me my whole life. and quite frankly, I’ve had enough. So that’s it. I am breaking up with you.

I know I’ve said that before, but this time it’s for good. This time, my eyes are wide open to the costs of keeping you in my life, and I refuse to do it any longer. I have let you hold me back for so many years, but it’s not too late for me to shine. It’s not too late for me to be happy.

So you know what, asshole? We’re through. This time, I’m putting that shit on paper. For a long time, I felt that I was safer with you around, but I know now that there’s nothing that could come my way, without you IN my way, that I can’t handle. All I see ahead is possibilities for amazing things, and you aren’t going to mess that up for me anymore.

So you stay right here. I’m moving forward without you.

Finally free,