Again

How familiar this is. How comforting. How sad. Drunk again, although that’s not quite fair. I’m drinking Sleepytime tea after half a bottle of vodka. I’m still plenty coherent to type. So, not rip-roaring. But also not happy.

 
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On the One Hand …

I’m super proud of myself. 75 days of no drinking. Something like 82 of not gambling. I’m happier. I’m happy period. I am thinking about my future with hope. And, yet, the message remains that it’s not enough. I can’t stop. I can’t slow... Continue →