Off My Chest

From a friend...

Thanksgiving is tomorrow. I can already smell the turkey, yams, mac and cheese, pies, and sweet tea....with all that food, you'd think I'd be so full. But no, I'm empty. I'm starving and slowly wasting away. I've been relying on your words and your follow through to sustain me. I've been eating off your love and devotion. But all that is so empty. I'm starving because I've eaten all the lies you've fed me. You've lied about it all--the money, the cars, the credentials, the commitment. But you know what, dont blame yourself---I should have broken up with you a long time ago.