I’m done wasting my time with you, deep fried food. I know that we’ve been through a lot, together. The mere smell of you takes me back to a time when I was naive and apathetic. Back then, I had less standards for the flavor of the things I would eat. However, nowadays I’m more interested in what food is SUPPOSED to taste like as opposed to what food tastes like once it’s breaded and fried in oil.
In retrospect, there were a lot of things I didn’t like about our relationship, even on our best days. I never really cared for the way you made me feel, or the way you would leave messes everywhere. Some of the biggest messes I have ever had to clean up were your fault!
I also am no longer happy with the way you taste. You are a food that depends almost entirely on the application of salt, and batter or breading in order to have any flavor at all. It doesn’t matter if you’re chicken, or vegetables, or anything, you always taste the same way: salty and oily. I am simply not satisfied with you, anymore.
The way you made me feel about myself has never really sat well with me, either. You always made me feel…disappointed. The satisfaction of being with you was never very long-term, and always came with a high price, physically and mentally. I hate to say this, but you’ve been an anchor to hold me back for a very long time. I want you to know that I’m cutting you loose. You will no longer be there to weigh me down. I have dreams, and I intend to follow them. The closer I get to my dreams, the more distant you will be.
I understand how people can be so enamored with you. You’ve done a very tricky thing. You have attached yourself to certain emotions. Your stimulus creates a strong feeling that is hard for anyone to resist. I now realize that I often came to you in times of emotional need. However, your satisfaction is not the kind of satisfaction I need. I need something deeper, something…more. Deep fried food, you are not that “something” that I need. To me, you are nothing.