There comes a time when you have to know when to say when. In relationships, in work, and in life. We can allow ourselves to prolong inevitable endings simply because we are having too much of a good time. But eventually, truth rears its head and we have to face it. We have outgrown a lover, a friend, a job, a home. And then we are left with that grand moment of clarity, which is usually coupled with a deep sense of loss. Though we knew from the beginning that we weren't in it for the long haul, we still had a little faith that somewhere in this all, we would come out ahead in the end. But are we just afraid to lose something that feels so good, even though we know it is so completely wrong?

In the Rilo Kiley song, "Portions for Foxes", Jenny Lewis sings, "My friends all tell me to leave you...that you're bad news...but I still like you." She knows that her friends are right, but she is finding pleasure out of the cat and mouse game and its accompanying pain. And I think there is somthing to the idea that this pain makes one feel alive and important. I know that I have agonized over someone in the past who I just believed was right for me. But he never saw it, and he didn't really know my feelings for him for a really long time. In fact, to this day, he still doesn't know the emotional impact he has had on my life. Because there was a time that I believed it would all work out, and he would realize that I was the one. But did I really believe that? Or was I just addicted to the pain that I felt in actually knowing that it would never work out in my favor?

Fortunately for me, I am now at a place in my life where I am learning to really, truly feel. So with that, I have to deal with the holes I have made in the garden, so to speak. But I am dealing as best I can, and at my own pace. And I think the best, first step is to acknowledge that I have created a problem. And that no one else is to blame for the pain. I did it. I lived with it. And now I have to do what I have to do to correct it.

I realize now that when it comes to my heart, it is time to say when. My cup has runeth over. And I am still thirsty.

Jenny says, "There's blood in my mouth cause I've been biting my tongue all week." Well no more biting for me. I'll save the pain for the bedroom.

What about it?