Anyway, I sooo wanted to drink. When Joe came home w/o beer I was surprised and disappointed. I kept expecting him to call.......that's what he does, call and says he is getting himself beer but won't for me....then that's my cue to say, no get me some two. (We drink different kinds). But he didn't he just came home.
I even ventured I thought he was going to get beer. That has been a cue in the past to say he had thought of it but didn't want to sabotage me, did I want some he'd go out and get it. Damn strong man! He didnt.
So I got on MWO, talked some, then felt more depressed, everyone was so supportive and I just wanted to pout......childish u know. I went out to watch tv....OH YEAH, no books, either. I tell Joe, I think I need a different anti-d. He agrees and tells me to call tomorrow. Then he says, why don't u take some pms (asprin w/sleepin aid) and go to bed. It's like 8am. But I do. Watch a little tv until fall asleep.
Sometimes I guess u just have to hide from the alcohol and depression.
Thanx for reading my novelette. :thanks:
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