Dear Chardonnay,
I bet you never expected to be receiving this letter from me. After all, we’ve been best friends for so long I’m guessing you thought our friendship would go on forever. You have been my constant companion. Through good times and bad, you were always by my side. Luckily, I can now see our friendship for what it really was. A lie.
I remember the first night we met. We were shy with one another. Unsure. Just testing the waters. How quickly our friendship grew. I had never felt so sure of myself than when we were together. Social events where I usually felt anxious and awkward suddenly became fun and easy. You were there to help me through some of life’s more difficult moments. But you weren’t really helping, were you. We had some good times, you and I. And then we didn’t.
For a time I tried “cooling” our relationship. Just getting together on occasion. It worked for awhile but you always managed to work your way back in. Whispering in my ear, letting me believe that we needed one another. That I was unprepared to handle life without you. What lies you told me.
You became possessive. Like a jealous boyfriend. You dug your claws into me and hung on tight. I became weak to your constant need for my attention. You introduced me to your other friends, shame and guilt. Instead of my friend you became a menace and took over my thoughts. You were both instigator and encourager of regretful times. And you almost won. But guess what, I have wised up to the lies that you told me for so many years.
Without you in my life I now have a clear conscious and a full heart. I am far from perfect (but I was never suppose to be). Any mistakes made now are my own and have nothing to do with you. Do I miss you? Sometimes, but those times are getting farther and fewer between. I am learning to live life without you. A full, authentic life. So goodbye my old friend, the time has come for me to move on.
