“Too much”

I drink too much.

I smoke too much.

I know that.

You don’t have to tell me.

You know you don’t have to tell me.

But you do anyway.

You tell me what I already know.

And hope it will make a difference.

Let me tell you a little secret.

It won’t change me.

I will stop when I’m ready to stop.

Not before.

And certainly not because you keep telling me how bad it is for me.

~~~
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