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Letter to an Old Friend

Delphine Gauthier-Georgakopoulos


You’ve been calling every evening. Please stop. Yes, I have been ghosting you, so your persistence at this point is pathetic.

You were an important part of my life for a long time. Years of listening to music together, laughing, dancing, crying, and eating burgers at dawn. We had fun, I acknowledge that, but those days are over.

I am done.

Your fake bubbly, golden glow personality is toxic.

You’re a narcissist. You gaslighted me, put me in danger—seriously, what were you thinking?—inhibited my better judgement, imposed your will, made me forget who I was, made me ignore my responsibilities for too long. 

How you tricked me when I was at my most vulnerable! 

This is not friendship. It’s you giving me a false sense of comfort to let me crash the next morning.

I’ve come to realise that Coffee is a better friend, as is Water, my lifelong, faithful ally.

So, Beer, this is goodbye.

No hard feelings.

Yours, Brain.

Delphine Gauthier-Georgakopoulos is a Breton writer, teacher, mother, nature and music lover, foodie, and dreamer. She loves butter, needs coffee, hates easy-opening packaging, and likes to create stories in her head. Her words can be found in Roi Fainéant Press, Spare Parts Lit, JAKE, The Amazine, Funny Pearls, Every Day Fiction, among others. She is the EIC of Raw Lit and lives in Athens, Greece. 

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