Dear Mr Pain,
In the words of Nsync, “I know that I can’t take no more
It ain’t no lie
I want to see you out that door
Baby bye bye bye
Don’t want to make it tough
I just want to tell you that I’ve had enough
It might sound crazy but it ain’t no lie
Baby bye bye bye”
I’ve written to you once before but, this is it, Mr Pain, I have no choice but to put pen to paper yet again and tell you exactly what I think of you. I’d tell you in person but as I never know when you’re going to turn up, this is my only option. When you first came into my life, I reluctantly had to accept that you and MS came as a couple, a twisted, warped tag team of misery. I have tried to put up with your spiteful digs, barbed jabs and your unrelenting grievous bodily harm but, enough is enough, it has to STOP, I literally can’t take anymore. Look, I’ve reached the end of my tether and we seriously need to part company. It’s blatantly obvious that we ‘re just not right for each other. I can’t have you in my life anymore, you’re misery personified!
What I really want to say is, you’re an insensitive selfish tosser and I deserve to find something that can offer me comfort, soothing and an escape from all things that involve you – Mr Pain. I didn’t want you to hear it from anyone else, so I have to tell you, I’ve found something that’s helping me through this difficult time… It’s called love, kindness and my two new best friends – Mr Morphine and Miss Gin!
I have to get this off my chest… You’re vicious, heartless, fiendishly brutal and quite frankly, a total shit. I’m done, we’re through and I’m giving you the big heave-ho!. I would say goodbye forever but I know, you’ll find a way to creep back into my life. I’m giving you fair warning… you can knock me down but I’ll keep getting up again, not as fast as I used to but I will… I’m a kick-ass MS warrior!
I know you think you belong here, but I don’t remember inviting you into my life, so go on – push off and take your barbed hook with you. I would say it’s been nice knowing you but that would be a whopper of a lie – so, Baby – bye bye bye!