![]() I thought it was just a rebound, that I would see you once and then return to my life. A week later, I found myself fighting with my girlfriend. I knew it wouldn’t be good to talk to you. ![]() I didn’t even look at you the whole time I was there. This is my goodbye addiction letter, a declaration of my newfound strength and independence. Sure, there were times when I missed you when I felt weak or bored without you, but I was happy. I started a new job, got a girlfriend, and started to forget you. I cleaned my apartment and redecorated to remove all traces of you from my life. I stopped frequenting the liquor store you always hung around in. This is my dear addiction letter, a testament to the isolation and pain you caused. The other people I was with were bothered by that, and they began to avoid me because they didn’t like you - and they no longer liked the “me” I had become. I reached a point where I wouldn’t go anywhere without you. You threatened me with illness, depression, anxiety. After only an hour or two, I would feel you calling me, tugging at me, telling me I had to go home and be with you or I would suffer consequences. I would try sometimes to go out and have fun with my real friends. Cooped up in my apartment for weeks at a time with only you for company, I began to dawn on me that I was in an unhealthy and abusive relationship with you. This is my goodbye letter to drugs, a rejection of the destructive path you led me down. You seduced me with the idea that I was free of all prejudices and that “society” was trying to brainwash me. When I objected that I needed school to find a good career, you told me that I didn’t need a career, that there were other ways of making money aside from hard work. You advised me that I was too smart for school. I should abandon my friends, shut out my family. After a while, you started to tell me that I didn’t need anyone else. This is my goodbye letter to addiction, a farewell to the false promises and illusions you created. I felt like if I had you by my side, I could conquer the world. You said I was smarter than other people, even more attractive. You flattered me, told me good things about myself. I acted differently around my friends, I ditched school to be with you, I even spent my hard-earned money on you. ![]() This is my letter to my addiction, a candid confession of our twisted relationship. I liked the way you made me feel, but I didn’t like how I was around you. Dear Addiction, When I first met you, I wasn’t sure how I felt.
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