We have been together now for about 52 years, that’s a long time for any relationship. Although I don’t remember when we first got together or the early days, I know the time we spent together has been for the most part, absolutely delightful. It was love at first sight. I loved you and loved being with you.
We weren’t together all the time, but we were together a lot. There were lots of times you spent with me and times you spent with others. I would go out and happen to run into you and we’d pick up right where we left off. I think my mom was probably the first person to introduce us and you were at our house many times, you were with me when I lived in Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Pennsylvania, Hawaii and now back in Delaware. I even named my passwords after you and when you weren’t with me, I longed for you. I drew pictures of you, I had a custom tee shirt made of you.
My family liked you, my friends liked you, but as for me? I loved you. I thought of you often and couldn’t wait to spend time with you. That being said…I am sorry to say, the time has come for our relationship to end. Yes, we have to break up. During some breakups, the person initiating the break up often says something like “But we can still be friends.” Many times as we all know, that is not a sincere statement, it’s just intended to soften the blow. I am going to be completely honest here. I don’t want to “still be friends.” I don’t want to see you again for the rest of my life. I find you repulsive and disgusting. Sure, I will run into you here and there but at this stage of my life it’s time for me to move on, to get away from you.
What was once a strong, loving relationship has now crumbled and the last few times we were together, I found you quite abusive. You’re just not good for me anymore. You hit me in the stomach and it ached for hours. You made me gain weight and decreased the quality of my life. I am not the same person I used to be and I refuse to put up with the abuse. Pizza, I’m done. I’ve moved on and have a new love, Ideal Protein. They helped me lose weight (23 lbs. and counting so far in a matter of weeks) and improve my life. They suggested I write a Dear John letter to you and here it is. You are dead to me.