well said...i actually binge drink im ashamed to say,which saddens me because if i had more self control i could enjoy a tipple in the evening
to the point what did i drink in the past 6 days
a small bottle of rum
a small bottle of vodka
a medium sized bottle of brandy
8 pints of i.p.a
and then i found a little treasure trove in my dads garage
48 bottles of stella...but my lifestyle smacks of alcoholismn...i was hiding bottles everywhere in my room,forgetting nights,i dont think i black out so much as i just get lost in the glow...
i have a river behind me and i filled two black bin liners with all the bottles and cans and drunkenly staggered down the garden and did my usual trick of falling down a ditch with bottles smashing and crashing.....and im covered in cuts and bruises due to the fall
days get lost i forget things...it used to be wonderful the drunken nights but now the days worry me hen i forget and today im struggling to think straight....ive spent a day ill with the embaressmnet of getting an ambulance around,and behaving like a lunatic who must have sounded like a gibbering wreck in front of my neighbour who witnessed me in bed sweating and cramping.....
i just cant do it anymore,today is the first time in my life i wanted to cry and because im quite vain in attitude im letting my gurad down in front of friends
why cant it be like life before dp wher the actual drink was felt in the physical sense and not just to add to depressed confusion////
sorry to sound like a drama queen but i seriously thought id lost the plot due to a funny (not ha ha funny)mental block..
and my text had been terrible due to red watering eyes which have been caused by the booze and pills (maybe)
to the point what did i drink in the past 6 days
a small bottle of rum
a small bottle of vodka
a medium sized bottle of brandy
8 pints of i.p.a
and then i found a little treasure trove in my dads garage
48 bottles of stella...but my lifestyle smacks of alcoholismn...i was hiding bottles everywhere in my room,forgetting nights,i dont think i black out so much as i just get lost in the glow...
i have a river behind me and i filled two black bin liners with all the bottles and cans and drunkenly staggered down the garden and did my usual trick of falling down a ditch with bottles smashing and crashing.....and im covered in cuts and bruises due to the fall
days get lost i forget things...it used to be wonderful the drunken nights but now the days worry me hen i forget and today im struggling to think straight....ive spent a day ill with the embaressmnet of getting an ambulance around,and behaving like a lunatic who must have sounded like a gibbering wreck in front of my neighbour who witnessed me in bed sweating and cramping.....
i just cant do it anymore,today is the first time in my life i wanted to cry and because im quite vain in attitude im letting my gurad down in front of friends
why cant it be like life before dp wher the actual drink was felt in the physical sense and not just to add to depressed confusion////
sorry to sound like a drama queen but i seriously thought id lost the plot due to a funny (not ha ha funny)mental block..
and my text had been terrible due to red watering eyes which have been caused by the booze and pills (maybe)
