‘Finish your food’.
That’s what our parents always told us.
Or at least that’s what my parents have been telling me since I was little. And so with this in mind, plus the fact that I’m a huge fries-lover, needless to say, I have always finished my fries. Even if they didn’t taste so good, even if I was so stuffed that I could barely breathe, even if they were cold, even if they were leftovers from two days ago. Maybe it’s the guilt or just pure gluttony. I don’t know. But somehow, some way, I always felt the need to finish my fries. It seemed like the right thing to do. You start something, you finish it.
I never once felt good about forcing myself to finish my fries though. I would feel too stuffed, and I would end up resenting myself, and I wouldn’t even want to hear the word “fries” afterwards. Well, I guess it’s pretty normal to feel that way. If you’re stuffing yourself beyond a certain point, of course you’re not going to enjoy it.
In a way, it’s kind of like forcing yourself to stay with someone. Even when you know he’s not right for you (Yes, come on, you know it better than anyone). Could be for whatever reason: guilt, hope, loneliness, denial, or all of the above. So you keep dragging on and stuffing yourself. The end result? You become more and more resentful, and sometimes it even turns into hatred – towards the guy AND towards yourself.
So, I find myself asking this question: Who really wins from me finishing my fries? Apart from the fast food industry, I can’t think of anyone else, can you?
That’s why I recently decided to try the opposite approach. How about not finishing my fries if I didn’t want to? I gave it a try and I have to say, it did wonders for me. I was able to put a stop to unhealthy relationships and walk away from the men that weren’t right for me. It was probably the best thing I’ve ever done for myself. I even managed to – for the first time – stop myself from finishing a plate of fries because they didn’t taste that good. Proudest moment of my life 🙂
I guess what I really want to say is this: Don’t force yourself to finish your fries or stay in relationships for the wrong reasons. Sometimes, you don’t have to finish what you started; you simply need to put an end to it.
#Fry-tip: If you’re planning on not finishing your fries and feeding the leftovers to your dog, you might want to see why dogs shouldn’t eat French fries
Of Fries And Men 
Hey, thanks for stopping by my blog and liking my post. I am fascinated by your metaphor here. My fries craving has been whittled down to what I call “drive fries”. I can’t resist the urge to order fries to go when I know I’ll be in the car for a long time. Somehow, to me, fries just taste better when I’m driving. Does this mean I’m looking for an adventure relationship?
Thanks so much for your comment. Your theory about “drive fries” is quite interesting, and yes, maybe you’re looking for some kind of thrill in your relationships. I do agree fries taste better in the car 🙂
The amount of people who stay in unhealthy relationships is outstanding. We pride ourselves on wanting whats best for us but put ourselves in these hurtful situations. I’ve never enjoyed fries and now I understand why.
I love the comment above: “drive fries”
It’s always tough deciding when to hold on and when to let go. But with enough courage I do believe we can stand up and do what’s right for us 🙂
Thought you might get a laugh out of this g gif, at least I hope you will.
Queen of fried, thank you for liking my post. I love the fries and men analogy and good for you for putting an end to a bad relationship. And I love fries but you really make them sound even more delicious!
Sorry typo fries*