Dear Candy Crush:
I’m breaking up with you.
I didn’t think I could do it, but it’s time.
I never thought it would come to this, but you’ve taken over my life.
You’ve threatened to ruin my relationships.
You’ve not been good for me.
It was fun at first. I thought we’d last forever. But you’ve cost me too much.
You bring out the worst in me.
I was too blind to see it for a while.
Those closest to me were concerned.
They warned me about you.
“It’s taking over your life”, they said.
“You need to let go.”
“You’re holding on too tightly.”
“You’re gonna get hurt.”
I didn’t listen.
They tried an intervention – on facebook.
It back-fired at first. I hung on to you even more tightly.
I was in love and it felt so good.
I never meant for things to get so intense.
I just wanted to have fun.
I should have suspected I had a problem when I caught myself in the ER with my legs up crushing those darned pieces of chocolate you kept throwing in my face while patients waited to be seen.
Things took a downward turn when one of the guys I work with told me his dad had lymphoma. I nodded my head while my fingers kept swiping across the screen, my eyes riveted to the shiny pieces of candy exploding in my face.
We had a deal you and I.
I gave you all my attention, I gave you myself. All you had to do was cooperate.
And you did for a while.
You made me feel like I could take over the world.
Until one day, it all fell apart.
I got stuck on 125.
I mean really really stuck.
I still can’t understand what went wrong.
I thought you understood me.
I thought you loved me.
But all you could do was laugh in my face while I lingered on 125.
I resolved to try harder.
I paid even more money.
I spent even more time.
I became even more miserable.
And still I stayed stuck on 125.
It became symbolic of my life.
Stuck at 125.
If only I could break past 125.
All would be well, if I could move past 125.
But I didn’t.
And I was crushed.
That’s when I knew it was time to break up.
It was time to let go.
It was time to say enough.
But breaking up is hard to do.
You’d become my identity.
You’d taken over my life.
You’d consumed me.
Still – there’s only one way to get unstuck.
It’s not in trying harder. It’s not in waiting longer. It’s not in rationalizing, or in agonizing.
The only way to get unstuck is to break up with you.
So so long, my friend.
You can touch me no longer.
(Oh, yeah, that’s my name, in case you ever cared.)
Hey, what is it that consumes your life?
Does it seem innocuous at first? Do you feel annoyed when others point out to it and tell you it’s not good for you? Are you tempted to laugh it off? Have you convinced yourself that it’s no big deal, that you can control it, that everyone else is doing it too?
Stop fooling yourself. There’s only one way to get unstuck.
Maybe it’s time for you to break up too.
By the way I’ll be speaking at Moms Connected at E Free in Sycamore Dekalb tomorrow at 930am-11am. I’d love to see you there if you can make it! Here’s the website with more info!
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Posted on 10/09/2013 at 12:00:00 AM
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