A letter to our Tv
Dear Wendy Williams
We’ve been in a relationship for a long time. Though life had continued to go on another day, you always helped me take my mind off the problems and concerns in my life. You and I know we never fixed anything but i could be doing worst, right? Well Wendy, I chose this day to break up with you. I sat here reading, evaluating my life, and thought I was okay keeping you on the side, plus you were so good with the kids, but that was a lie! See I’ve noticed that those sweet morsels that you’ve been feeding Me everytime we sat, they’ve been making me sick. I can’t believe how much I ignored, how much I didn’t pay mind to. I know that you’ve been moving my house around when I wasn’t looking. You let me believe you were only gonna bring in good, especially as long as we had parental agreements, something to take my mind away.
I sat with my Husband today, Wendy. We sat and talked about you, about us. We talked about the ways you seduces me, the clothes you suggested I wear, the style I should follow, the way I should act, we even talked about the dreams you brought me. I showed Him the alter I bought for you. How I placed it in such a way that wherever I sat I could look upon you. I thought I could be married and keep you on the side. Have my cake and ice cream.
Wendy, you have been lying to me, poisoning me, moving my home around, bringing me bad and calling it good, and enticing me with your ways. Since I found out about your alternative ways, I started looking into the morsels you were bringing the children.
How could you, Wendy, they are children! I watched as you wrapped crude humor, sexuality, and abominable things in bright, colorful, and high pitched candy wrappings.
My Husband had the cure to your poison but I just can’t trust you with them anymore. I’m breaking up with you, Wendy. I have to turn away. My Husband saved me, but He told me that the withdraw from your poison would be hard on me and the children. I’m ready for it though. I’ve given you your eviction notice, your alter crushed, the times i reserved for you will be spent growing in my marriage. Goodbye Wendy, I hope the best for you.
Abit dramatic but anyone who knows how I feel about my lil ones may understand. I just had some fun with this. Is there anything you thought was harmless at first and suddenly had an epiphany of its reality? We want to hear, Share in the comments
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