Confessions of the Chronically Frustrated

I almost forgot how this felt. To be me again... to know my own worth. Why I am the way I am and why those around me are there. FINALLY, you're out of my system. FINALLY, I can stand you not being here. I never thought I'd reach this place again. The same place I stood, carefree, the days before learning of your existence. Like an addict I craved you! And when I took a hit that didn't agree with me, like that same addict, I'd swear I was through. BUT then all you had to do was smile in my direction and I'd come running back to you. There, yet again, in the same place I vowed never to return to. A vicious cycle that left me confused. And every time, like a FOOL, I allowed myself to receive yet another burn from you. Always in control, you were. Playing me like a pawn. A love-sick labradoodle begging for just one drop of your attention... ... THANKFULLY, that season, too, has passed! Like a term in detox, I've purged you from my insides. No longer does the