Saïd Amin

I’m ready to move on. It’s overdue. Whether we see each other once a week, or a few times, which seems to be the most recent pattern, I just don’t like myself afterwards.  I mean, yea, I’m into you a whole lot, more than I sometimes care to admit…but at this point in my life, I just feel that you are bad for my health and keeping me from achieving some of my goals. There, I said it. 

“But baby, we always have fun together. You know how to hold me and you make me sweat like no other.”

I know, I know, it’s totally awesome hanging out with you, and our chemistry is, on most nights, undeniable. I mean, among other things you help me laugh, unwind, and be more care free. At times, when in your company, I feel like another person. Plus, we have such history together; we’ve hung out in far and away places like London, Madrid, Paris, Dubai and I’ll never forget how you and your family helped me keep my sanity through some very lean and tough years when I was bootstrapping my startup. I appreciate all of that, really I do…but, what can I say, I’ve made up my mind.

“But why baby, I don’t get it…”

Look, I’m older and more focused. I’m in my upper 30s now and need to think more seriously about my priorities, health, family, etc.. I need a break. I need time apart. I need to re-imagine our relationship and the relationship I choose to have with myself. I want to love myself more and be less dependent on you…

Shhh, don’t cry sweetie, it’s gonna be ok. I know it hurts and that’s why I waited to have this talk until after I shared my goals list. I was hoping that you knowing of my discontent in advance would better prepare the both of us for this moment. 

“Ok, fine, suit yourself, but you know I won’t give up so easily, right?”

Oh, I know…trust me, I know. One thing I learned over the years is to not underestimate your powers of temptation. I’m sure I’ll see you at the grocery store, waiting in aisle 18 looking all happy, cute & chipper, or at restaurants wearing that light brownish outfit I love so much…only now, you’ll be in another man’s hand, sweating and partying it up like you always do.

So long my dear Bacardi Silver…

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Note: I set up a simple page over at KWIT where anyone interested can track my daily progress. I’m also in the early stages of building out KWIT into a service that empowers people to confront and beat their vices (smoking, drinking, over eating, etc.). If you are an entrepreneur and/or programmer interested in collaborating on this project, please contact me via LinkedIn or email. Ideas/suggestions for the service are welcomed by all, so pls do not hesitate to touch base.

Special thanks to Paul Carr for his inspired & courageous post that served as the catalyst for this blog.

Upward & Onward»

-S