I can somewhat relate popeye,
When i was drinking i usually drank in pubs and i would wake the next morning/evening in an absolute heap,my mind and body would be telling me to stay were i was in bed,but a little and strong voice would be pushing me and telling me that just the one would put me right.i would get a bus/taxi, flote, whatever to my nearest pub,Then i would sit with my drink and be telling myself just another and i be ok, just to feel right ! eventually after i got drunk,and i always got drunk. I would go home and repeat the above till i coundent go out physically.Then i would be alcohol free for a few days ,to get me strength back and off i went again. what a waste of a life.
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