Buh-Bye, MJ

a front porch with the evening lights at dusk

Written by, Jen B.

Dear MJ,

Goodbye. I have decided that I am better off without you. Kicking you off my porch and out of my car felt freeing today. I don’t need you to enjoy my walk — it’s more peaceful without you. I don’t want you clouding my judgment ever again. You are no longer fun to hang out with; you make me feel bad about myself and you rob me of my energy. I don’t need or want you in my life anymore. Stay gone.

My prayers for your dealers. May they be happy, healthy and free. In case you try to contact me, I will simply block you and tell on you to a real friend. I hate what you’ve done to me these past few months; toying with me and kicking me — hard — in my vulnerable under belly. I am grateful for the medicine you once were but that therapy is through. I’m on to bigger and better things; I know this breakup won’t be easy but I also know I’m not alone — EVER!

Buh-Bye, Jen B.

Published in A New Leaf – March 2026

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