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I'm so tired of being sick and tired, I've decided to finally do the righteous thing: I'm officially breaking up with my self. I've had it. Here is my letter of resignation from a long and torturesome entanglement:
To: Tova Gabrielle (ie formerly "me"-ie a dysfunctional self)
From: Tova Gabrielle (the real "me")
Attention: Dwindling Support System
cc: Bored of Relations
Dear Ms. Gabrielle:
I am writing to let you know my intentions regarding
our long and torturous relationship: The time has
come to inform you that this is no longer working for
me and I want out. I have given this a great deal of
thought and have come to the conclusion that the whole
arrangement was a poor idea, one based upon need and
co-dependence, rather than one which could possibly be
a solace and support within and towards the world at
large. I believe that it is time to separate so that
we might both have a chance to move on with our lives
and I realize this will be difficult for you to do,
that you do not know who you are without using my
name, that you are completely dependent upon me, that
I am, litterally your higher self, your only hope,
your light in the darkness. But I just can not
support your selfishness and neediness any longer.
I too, regret that I have become so identified with
your physical and emotional needs that I am uncertain
how to even begin a life free of imagined emergencies
and overwhelming demands. I find you exhausting and I
am incensed at your attitude of entitlement that has
excused your encroachment upon my valuable work and
contemplative time. I must ask that you do not
attempt contact with me, as it will interfere with
making a clean break and I refuse to be held hostage
any longer to your incessant attention getting ploys .
I do admit that you were fun and stimulating and even
that I will miss our moments of intimacy but I believe
that I will eventually find more satisfying relations
with one with whom I am not so intwined through common
karma and memories. I believe our relationship has
become incestuous and immoral and ask only that you
return to me the things with which I first entered
this relationship: my body and my mind.
Wishing you better luck in future relationships,
Tova,
owner
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was undeliverable
behind the bars
of my Vodka-focked soul
had i read this
i would've missed out
on Prozac and god
lol