Dear Mets, It’s Not Me. It’s You.

I get it. In the MLB these days, you win with pitching. And you've done an incredible job of procuring and cultivating some seriously exciting and excellent young pitching. And I understand the logistics of the finances. If you commit serious dollars to lesser free agents now, you'll have less to spend when the stable of amazing arms hits free agency. But at some point, someone is going to have to hit the ball.

There's also no way you could have anticipated your franchise player only playing in 8 games before the All Star break, and your second best hitter going on the DL when the team needs him most. And your amazingly promising young catcher breaking a bone in his hand on a bad pitch.

As a Mets fan, I've spent 5 years waiting for this team to turn around. I've watched Steven Matz go from almost out of the game to dominating a level of minor league ball that is known as a hitter's paradise. I applauded the move to get a maximum return for a Cy Young award winner for the sake of long term hope. I understood the reason for bringing in slightly over priced veterans, for the sake of stability and bringing professionalism and guidance into the clubhouse, while staying away from stratospherically priced free agents who sign for what seems like decades with their new teams.

But my patience is almost at an end.

I've decided that what we have is a bad relationship. You are the prototypical deadbeat significant other. You promise great things, and they never materialize. You focus on one aspect of the relationship to fix, while letting 15 others completely fall apart.

You swear you'll get better, shoot for the moon, only to fall back down to earth in a landfill.

Here's what we're talking about:

Your #1 hitter is at an anemic .271 batting average.

Your starting short stop has 10 errors, WHEN he gets to the ball.

Your single offseason acquisition is hitting .256 with 28 RBI's, which is tied for 42nd in the league. You will pay this player $22 million over 2 years, and gave up a first round draft pick for him.

The player filling in at third base is hitting .177. Seriously.

You overestimated the trade value for Dillon Gee so badly, you might end up paying him the better part of $5 million dollars this season to pitch in Las Vegas.

And that's just the ones I can think of off the top of my head.

I'm getting really sick of waiting for you to turn this around. I've gone to games in the past, not anymore. I bought a Mets hat for my dad for Father's Day, and I'm already kinda regretting it.

I've put up with this for most of my life, but I'll be damned if I make my kids Mets fans. Because most of the time, it pretty much sucks.

I'm not being unreasonable. I don't need to see the team win the World Series this year. Hell, if I'm honest I don't even need them to make the post season.

I just want to enjoy watching baseball again. I LOVED the start to the season. It's the best I've felt about this team in years, and that feeling is gone in less than a few months.

I'd like to see effort. I'd like to be able to tell that you care too. You wasted the best years of David Wrights career, and I'm afraid we're starting to see that pattern again with Harvey/deGrom/Thor etc etc. This team needs help, and it's not coming from the DL or from the minors.

Sure, I'll miss you. But in the back of my brain, I know I'll be much better off without you.

I just hope it doesn't come to that.