Dear Mary Jane,

Written by, Anonymous

I am done. I’m done wasting every single moment of every day getting high. You will not steal any more time away from me. For the last eight years of my life, you were my best friend, my partner, my home. You were my safety. You were everything to me, but you also stole from me everything that was precious in my life. All of the money I had saved, I spent it on you. All the love I had to give, I wasted on you. The countless days, months, and years that I gave to you. What did I get in return? Nothing. 

For each thing that I thought you gave me (happiness, relief, escapism), you took a thousand more away. I lost my dreams, goals, and ambitions. You stole my independence. You stole my emotions. You stole my ability to learn how to cope with my feelings or even the most minor of inconveniences. I didn’t apply for a job because you were more important to me. I didn’t go out to celebrate birthdays, holidays, you name it. All because I couldn’t stand to be away from you for even an hour. I was a miserable and spiteful human being who couldn’t fathom doing anything without being high. Our time is done. MY time is done. You won’t ever take that away from me again. We are not partners, nor are we friends. I’m taking my time back.

Published in A New Leaf – June 2025

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