Dear Junk Food,
It is with a heavy heart that I write you this letter. It's very hard for me to write. I've been having these thoughts for a while now, playing with the idea and going back and forth. But I've made up my mind, and I've decided that I can't be around you anymore. I'm sure you saw this coming. I know we've been on and off for a long time now, but it's real this time. I am saying goodbye to you. It's over.
There's something I need to tell you. You deserve to know the truth. Part of the reason for this break
up is because of someone else. I was at Target the other day when I
laid my eyes on the most amazing thing. It was the cutest bikini I
think I've ever seen. I've never felt this way about anything before.
That's when I realized that I just don't think I can be with you
anymore.
It's not you, it's me. When I am around you, I lose all self control. I lose myself. But the time has come that I need to be strong and do what is best for me, and honestly it's not you. You aren't good for me. I loved spending time with you, but you always made me feel bad about myself. I would feel sick to my stomach sometimes. Our relationship wasn't healthy.
We've had an amazing time together. You were always there for me. I loved the days when we would just lay in bed all day and watch Netflix together. I loved that you were always waiting at home for me after a night of drinking. I loved that whenever I was feeling down, you would hold me in your arms.
We've shared so many memories. You've seen me at my best and at my worst, and you've always been very accepting of me. You've been nothing but kind, patient, and supportive. We've had many laughs and many cries together. I know you will make someone else very happy. Just know that you will always hold a special place in my heart, and maybe one day our paths will cross again (after bikini season). I hope we can still be friends.
Love,
Nicole
