Do me a favour and permanently get lost!

The problem of control-freakism.

By Stanley Collymore

 

Never you mind what I choose to do with my private life,

as it’s not yours but mine alone to do with whatsoever

I want; and instead of you employing the seemingly

boundless energy you exhibit and which you

pleasurably utilize in tearing it to bits, just

humour me for once and seriously

concentrate on your own life

which, as it happens, is

anything but an

exemplary one! For I already know I’m far from being

perfect, but then I’ve never claimed to be; neither

have I ever aspired to or do I currently want

to be a saint, something which you

yourself most certainly aren’t!

So rather than you unilaterally and

quite arbitrarily setting yourself up in judgement over

me as this untouchable paragon of virtue and the very

epitome of all other things virtuous, why don’t you

just leave me alone to live my own life as I see

fit and, in the process as well, permanently

forget that you and I have ever met?

 

© Stanley V. Collymore

23 March 2013.