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Honesty Monologues: Brightly Colored Weeds

"Please stay in my garden toxic plant. I know that you are poisoning me but, I am too scared to let you go. I am not sure that I can bear a life without you. Promise me that you will never me even after you destroy everything that I have worked so hard for."

It's easy to be fooled by brightly colored weeds.

They look so much like flowers that we can forget  how toxic they are until it is too late.

Time and again, these brightly colored weeds ruin the gardens of both our friendships and relationships.

These noxious plants have been known to take the shape of manipulative significant others, destructive friends, and scheming co-workers. They poison our  gardens by strangling our hopes, killing our dreams, and sabotaging our futures.

Yet, sometimes we adamantly cling to them as though they are a life preserver. Their vibrant colors draw us nearer to them. Once in our vicinity, they latch onto our insecurities and ride them like an ocean wave.

At first, their energy is exhilarating  but, over time it drain us of our  identity and self-sufficiency.

Soon, we are mentally enslaved by our need to please the brightly colored weeds. We gnash our teeth in frustration at their lack of regard for us. Yet, we strive to make them happy even if it means sacrificing a great part of ourselves to do it.

The cruel irony is that brightly colored weeds are almost never content. Their DNA does not contain one ounce of  self-generated contentment. Brightly colored weeds are born and bred to be parasitic users.


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