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well what can i say...yes folks as most of you know i live with my mum and dad,and yes im too shit scared or rather skint to do anything about it...
now i had a little problem with drink a while back,the story as follows....i was left on my own for a week with no money and drank lots and lots of wine and made myself ill...it was out of complete lonliness and the fear of panic and my own little silly thoughts....that was a while back and i stopped drinking for 2 months and now to regain some sort of normality ive got myself a partime job working as a kitchen hand at the local mental health resource centre (paid)..
but having said that ive formulated some sort of normal routine,i will walk to my local pub i will sit with the old boys,i will read the paper drink my 2 pints of beer and walk home....
but what i get in return is threats of being thrown out of the house,i cant play music because i fear this is going to get my mum on her soap box,i cant talk to my parents because i am seen as the devil,and i am often asked why im not eating,i wont tell them the real reason im not eating is for the fact that im too scared of confrontation...i sit in this room and am basically a slave to the mothership or rather she who must be obeyed...they do not realise that i frequent the pub to 'talk' and to 'interact' ...
im gonna go bonkers i just know it
now i had a little problem with drink a while back,the story as follows....i was left on my own for a week with no money and drank lots and lots of wine and made myself ill...it was out of complete lonliness and the fear of panic and my own little silly thoughts....that was a while back and i stopped drinking for 2 months and now to regain some sort of normality ive got myself a partime job working as a kitchen hand at the local mental health resource centre (paid)..
but having said that ive formulated some sort of normal routine,i will walk to my local pub i will sit with the old boys,i will read the paper drink my 2 pints of beer and walk home....
but what i get in return is threats of being thrown out of the house,i cant play music because i fear this is going to get my mum on her soap box,i cant talk to my parents because i am seen as the devil,and i am often asked why im not eating,i wont tell them the real reason im not eating is for the fact that im too scared of confrontation...i sit in this room and am basically a slave to the mothership or rather she who must be obeyed...they do not realise that i frequent the pub to 'talk' and to 'interact' ...
im gonna go bonkers i just know it