Goodbye old friend

As I sit alone at home on this Saturday afternoon of June 2010, I now realize that it is definitely time for me to turn a new page in my life, to start a new chapter so to speak. The idea has been forming slowly in my mind and in my soul for the last week or so, but I now know for sure that it is time for me to say goodbye to a very old friend of mine.

Dear old friend, we do go back a long way. You have been in my life, in one form or another, for the past 15 years. I have come to you in the past for various reasons. Comfort, relaxation, numbness, pleasure...and sometimes, it was simply a social occasion where you did just fit right in. It has been great. You haven’t been as rough on me as you have been on so many others. We’ve had tons of laughter, not too many tears.

Unfortunately, as of late, I have come to realize that I rely on you too much to get me through tough times. You have become somewhat of a crutch. I don’t want that. I don’t want to become a total shell of my former self. And, I must say, your benefits have kind of waned. All you seem to leave behind you when you leave now are bad unhealthy feelings.

So, today, it seems apparent to me that we must part ways. Our paths might cross again in the future, and hopefully I will be a better man then, one that will be able to let you into my life on occasion and not go overboard. For now, I will stay away and build myself back up. It is clear to me that you can’t be part of my road to recovery. We may see each other on the outside, and I am OK with that. Just know that I can be strong and I will.

Today, I can still your presence in my home. It is slowly fading though. And, when this day turns into night, and I go to sleep, I know that tomorrow will me that first day of the rest of my life. One more evening together, and then I’ll show you to the door.

So, goodbye old friend, goodbye to you moist mistress. Goodbye to you, sweet bottle.