O.K Moses whats your solution to the ideas of letting you
leave? Oh I have a good one.You can let me live in the bathroom!!You
could close the door,you wont have to see me as much,only when you want
too.And I promise not to eat your stash of Snicker bars you have hidden
in the far back end ,rolled up in a towel,of the cabinet.I cant stand
the fact that our relationship is changing.I`m all ready having a panic
attack.Just one more time I promise it will be different this time.I
promise ,I`ll never attack you again.I`ll eat less,it wont cost you
everything.Moses! stop talking on and on your driving me crazy,I can`t
think.Now I have a headache.You know Moses you are so demanding,you want
instant satisfaction,and then you still arent satisfied.I really cant
afford to keep feeding you.Ya know this reminds me of a time in my
life,when my family told me I was such a burden.There were times when I
was beaten up by men,thrown out on the streets,abuse after abuse.One of
those times the police found me on the street bleeding and passed
out,they brought me to my sisters house.They let me stay they`re till my
wounds healed up a bit.It was at this time my mother came for a visit,we
went outside she said I wish you would just die.It was as if I left my
body.I was so confused,I realized I had no identity,and was left to find
one.all I wanted was food,and lots of it.So Moses I know you and I arent
meant to be.I`ll have to say goodbye at some point.