I Dumped Him...

Today, I broke it off with the one who's been my crutch, my addiction, for so many years. I said goodbye to Diet Coke. After having not had one for well over two weeks now, and knowing that after tomorrow I can't have one for quite a long time again, I decided to treat myself to a 12 ounce can from the vending machine today. 

Instantly, I felt guilty for having bought it. I didn't even want to open it. But as he always does, Diet Coke enticed me enough that I popped the cap open and took a sip. Something strange happened this time, though. It didn'tfill any craving or satisfy any taste. In fact, it didn't even taste the same as it used to. I tasted some syrup–like tastes that I did not really enjoy. I took one more sip, to make sure that it wasn't just me. But it wasn't. 

Diet Coke and I just were not meant to be together anymore. So I turned the can over, and poured it out. I'm not his girl anymore. It was a telling moment, letting me know that I really am ready for the surgery. But I really am committed to the changes that I need to make.