Decisions Decisions

"Oh, hello there Confusion, have you seen my Old Me? I put her right here so I could go take a pee. And She seems to have run off. What's that you say? She walked out with Self Confidence, that damn sly Mr. So! She's gone off and left me here waiting you know."

Waiting for laughter and all that she brings, and she's out and about doing all sorts of things. I guess I never was that much fun, worried New Me, hanging out here, with my friend Misery. Misery's calm, She's introspective and free. But as calm as She is, what a bitch She can be. She's very attached and can be overwhelming With all of her crying, and sulking and yelling. That's why I need Old Me, She knew how to roll. She always told Misery right where to go! When I needed a shoulder she be up for the lean, When I needed a kick in the pants, she was mean. But mostly I loved her because she was easy, We'd talk for hours and she was never too busy.

And now she's run off with Self Confidence? Ever since they met, her words never mince. She's told me before and has said it again, "Let Misery go and let me back in." That She won't make the time to sit and compete, when I'm taking my time and dragging my feet. She told me straight out that,"Misery's no friend, and if you weren't so hooked, that you'd see that …
And end it."

So I must make a choice of this I'm certain, but how do you let go of Misery when you're hurting?
Old Me awaits me somewhere out there, with Self Confidence by her side and an invitation to share.
Do I do it, do I dare, let go of the comforts of all that I know?
"Confusion can you stop for a second and help me let go?"
"Confusion?"
"Hello?"