Death of a salesman

Well after 15+ years I have left my best friend. He has always been there for me, when time were tough I could count on him to be there and give me support, when times were good, he was always there to encourage me to do more. But each time we met I began to feel worse and worse, until I had enough! I am tired of the smell my old friend leaves behind, im tired of the pain in my chest I have with every breath, and im fed up with not being able to walk without getting winded… im angry at him for the years of abuse that I was fully aware of but couldn’t do anything about.

Im done!

Some days are better than others, I will say that I have in fact seen my friend since we parted ways, but the relation ship is clearly over. With a little bit of grace from God, maybe I will be able to be around for my kids graduation, or when they get married! God willing, I will be there whether they want me there or not! :-)
I must thank my friends for their support and their help with rationalizing my loss and helping me understand that its not ok to be abused like I was!
Alcoholics have a saying; “one day at a time” for me it seems to be “one more breath”