Good-bye

Dear fast food,

Our relationship has been a long one, full of joy and tears, heartache and happiness. Our seperation has been long overdue, but I kept telling myself I could deal with seeing you only occasionally. But, we both know this is a lie.
When I was a child, your golden arches would bring a happiness to me that nothing else could.
As a teenager, I found comfort in you in many forms. Tacos, burgers, chicken....sometimes all at once. You lied to me and told me I wasn't loved or accepted by others and that you would give that to me. I believed you and pulled myself further away from those that were really there for me.
As an adult, I've relied on you for comfort when the stress of responsibility gets to be too much for me. You've been there when I've struggled with problems in my marriage or at work. You gave me immediate comfort but then I felt worse later.
There is something about you that makes me do things I normally wouldn't do. I've lied and stolen for you. I've given up other things to be with you. And for what in return? Years of feeling bad about myself. Constantly having to buy new clothes for the evergrowing body you have given me. But, no more. I can no longer have you as part of my life. I know there will be times that I will miss being with you, but this is for my own good. To be able to live the life I was meant to live and be the person I was created to be, you cannot be a part of my life.

Tamie