How do you say goodbye to a part of you? the cultural equivalent of that chocolate chip ice cream your 5-year-old self has been craving since you got home from school, with bated breath for Mom's Honda Odyssey to pull into the driveway with a slight crunch of gravel (Dad has been too busy building birdhouses with Home Depot lumber and watching HGTV, and has neglected the resealing of the driveway, much to Momma's chagrin- and we all know, if Momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy except the 5-year-old who gets ice cream).

But, to continue the analogy, even ice cream makes you fat and unhealthy despite the initial support of your dopamine, and you eventually have to eat vegetables... In fact, vegetables are better for you.
Return inevitable or impossible or imbecile?