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Breaking Up is (not so) Hard to Do

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Dear bad habit,

I don’t know how to tell you this, but  I just want to be friends I want to break up with you. You know I love you! And it’s not you- I swear- it’s me. I just can’t do this anymore. I don’t like the way you’re constantly attacking me, and it’s like I have no time to myself. What you’re doing to me seems harmless, but it’s abuse, and I will not stay with somebody that abuses me. We’ve been together for 35 years. I know I’ll never see you again after today. I can’t say that I’m sorry about that. Goodbye. And thanks for everything.

                                                                                                -Birgitta

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8 responses

  1. Yay!! Brilliant!!!!

    February 13, 2013 at 9:20 am

    • So glad you like this, Lucky- you were my inspiration for this. 🙂 I needed to ditch an old habit anyway, and thought, “How would Lucky go about it? She’s into psychology too…” And voila, I was writing a Dear John letter to my 35 year old (cheek/tongue biting habit). It’s amazing; if you Google the subject of tongue-biting, you won’t find support groups and such for it, not many any way, and there are none for cheek-biters as well. Very few comments- anywhere. It’s an area that is understudied to be sure.
      See? You’re rubbing off on people. 😉

      February 13, 2013 at 10:29 am

      • Oh my gosh! This makes me so happy!! And I super LOVE the photograph of the letter, too!! Has it helped?
        You are rubbing off on people, too! I feel very happy and grateful for all your kindness and encouragement…I’m going to go spread it around, now! 🙂

        February 14, 2013 at 1:59 pm

      • Aww, shucks. [insert pseudo-shy-blushing emoticon here]

        You know, I had several ideas on how to discard this nasty little habit. I mean, it’s a real problem when you rip off flesh from your cheeks and spit it across the room. That’s disgusting. It’s an angry, nervous little habit that I picked up when I was a little girl. (Psychologically, it’s no different than “cutters” or people that don’t know what to do with the emotional pain, so they self-mutilate. My method has always been biting on my cheeks, or my taste buds. It’s so wrong in so many ways, but alas, that’s why it’s an “addiction”! And a very sick one.) I’m tired of it controlling me and it not being the other way around. I was going to write it down on paper (the “confession” or “acknowledgement”, and then go bury it out back on the hill- yes, with a shovel. 🙂 And then I thought about burning it. But even those are destructive ways of dealing with it, so decided to literally “break up with it”. And hey, I haven’t chomped down once since. Faith is a powerful thing! I’m tempted, and if I let it- I could be driven half crazy by thoughts of it, but I quit smoking cold turkey & never looked back- 7 years ago. (Mind over matter.) And so I’m going to address this in the same way. I want my life back. 😉

        February 14, 2013 at 3:23 pm

      • Yay! I’m glad you haven’t chomped down once since. I am rooting for you!! 🙂

        February 14, 2013 at 6:19 pm

      • Thanks. 😉

        February 14, 2013 at 7:54 pm

  2. “thanks for everything” hahaha! Awesome post!

    February 15, 2013 at 12:14 am

    • Well, you know, I don’t want to be bitter… 😉

      February 15, 2013 at 12:41 am

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