Monday, September 14, 2009

Open Letter to Myself

Dear Self,

You are a mess. I know that sounds harsh but seriously, You. Are. A. Mess.

Exhibit A- Friday night. You arrive in Athens, down some Five Guys and begin drinking incessantly. Beer. Shots. Jack and Coke. More beer. You wandered around aimlessly. You texted and then never located a single person you were looking for. But hey, in the spirit of things, it was pretty cool that the door guy at Allgood pointed you out from the front of the line and let you cut in front of 50 people to get in. You may be a fuck up but you're a fuck up who knows people.

Exhibit B- After snatching 3 hours of sleep, you went to a tailgate. Then you went to another. And another. You barely ate all day. You drank more than should be humanly possible. You took ridiculous pictures of other people in their wasted state (hey nice going you, no ridiculous pictures of you floating around!). On the walk home from downtown, you decided your panties were bothering you so you ditched them. You passed out on the astro turf in front of a pop up tent that belonged to someone you met only hours prior. Nothing but class there.

These two events alone would be enough for me to say, "Hey girl...here is why you are single and in an hourly paying job!" but let us consider some other things. 1/2 of your friends are married, about to get married or in long term, committed, mature relationships. A third of the married are popping out babies if they haven't already. You paid off your credit card bills in April. One of them is 50 dollars from being maxed out, the other is 300 bucks from being maxed out. I could go on but I don't think depressing you is going to solve the problem.

Anyway, you really need to start making some positive changes. Maybe find something non alcoholic to commit to. I know it is tough as it is football season but you've got to try. If nothing else, being aware of the problem is the first step toward a solution. In the great words of Corey Smith, "Maybe next year, I'll start acting my age". Perhaps a new mantra?

Love always,
Your Self

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