Dear Stress,

I’m breaking up with you. We’ve been together for too many years. The thrill is gone. I’m tired of staying up all night with you and I just hate it when you come to me in the wee hours of the morning and whisper: “Hey, wake up, you know what you haven’t thought about lately…EVERYTHING!!”

I’m not sad, because I know you’ll move on to someone else. I’m not jealous, either. In fact, I’ve heard a lot people speak your name in the most intimate way over the years. I’ve seen your reflection in their eyes. I’m pretty sure you’ve been cheating on me with millions of others for quite a while. They look frazzled when they talk about you. That’s how I know. I recognize me when I look at them.

So, I’m moving on. I believe I’ll try to renew my old relationship with rest. I’ve always been in love with rest, from the beginning. I hope it will take me back.

Take it easy on the others,




6 thoughts on “DEAR STRESS

  1. Ramona

    I love your letter! You know, I found a wonderful sense of peace since I quit smoking (after 20+ years). I exercise more. I write better. I get more things done. So I guess Stress and I broke up as well… Go figure!


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