To my Addiction, I bid you farewell. No longer will I be your slave, no longer will I serve and worship you, no longer will I allow you to make me suffer. You presented yourself as this glorious friend, one I had searched my whole life for. It was love at first sight, honestly.
Dear Alcohol, I'm writing this letter to say goodbye. Although it seemed that we have had some good times together, in reality you used and abused me for many years. I've been returned to sanity and realize that I no longer need you to live my life, for the entire time we were together, I was not living.
I was just surviving.
In the early days you seemed great! We went to parties together, met people together, laughed and had fun. Remember the time we were cruising in Kalispel with Joey? That was a blast. Rolling in his souped up Camaro, picking up girls, speeding down backroads.
It's amazing we didn't get killed. Then later that night after we kissed the girls goodbye and got their phone numbers we were driving through town and I had to piss, so we pulled into the parking lot of abut they didn't have a public bathroom.
So I decided to take a leak in the parking lot, which seem like a reasonable thing to do. Unfortunately the police officer that was watching me didn't think so. We got arrested and taken to jail and Joey had to call his dad to come get us.
I guess we were lucky, we only spent about 6 hours locked up and it didn't seem so bad because you were there to keep us company; for a while. Then you left and it was just Joey and I left to face his dad. How about the time when we first got to know each other? I barely remember the first hour or so, then it was just you.
I was only 8 years old and my friend Jim was 9. Why you would get introduced to us at such a young age I'll never understand, but you were willing as were we and from that time on we became very close friends.
I remember many nights tagging along with my brother or sister just hoping to get some attention from you and sooner or later I always did. I can't count how many times I had to be rescued form the neighbors roof or drug down the stairs to my bed so mom wouldn't find me in that state.
Boy those were some good times, weren't they? Waking up to find you gone, replaced by the inevitable puddle of vomit as a morning greeting. Yet you always seemed to be back, ready for another night of adventure.
Boy we had some nights. I couldn't begin to count them all out. You stayed with me for years, all through school and even after graduation. It's amazing that I actually made it that far. How many times did we get behind the wheel of my car while I was in school?
How many times did we get pulled over by the cops and sent home instead of jail? Too many times to count. How about that time we picked up that blond chick at what's-her-names party and somehow made it back to my house.
My parents were gone for the weekend and I was supposed to be staying with my brother. Never did catch her name, but I did catch a bladder infection. What did you get?
I almost got beat up for it, because she was Terry Howard's girlfriend! Terry could have stomped me to bits for that and probably should have. Not sure why he didn't, must have loved her the way you loved me. Oh yea, remember that time we were camping with Brandon and that other dude.
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You are filled with empty promises that you’ll play nice and only come to visit once in a while. Instead, you camped out in my home, my car, my office, and even went so far as to hide in my suitcase on our family trip to Disneyland. You know they don’t serve alcohol in the park.
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Dear Addiction, Saying goodbye to you seems like the hardest thing I’ll ever have to do.
You’ve been around for quite some time now, and I thought you’d never leave. You brought more pain and suffering, and became the neediest relationship I’ve ever had.
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