I cant seem to be allowed to post anywhere else on this forum because of the AF's and the trying-to-be-AF's...and the people who seem to be offended by my very presence on this Earth but Im posting anyway..cos Im an arrogant cow.... but feel free to delete or argue your retort if you so desire.
My life is still shit.
Im typing this in a fucking travalodge, because my other half has lied/kept things from me again... (and people wonder why I fucking well drink...)
Made sure I fed the Flufters first though before I buggered off out...priorities and all...
Nothing else to stay home for, since my son is currently living at his grandparents.
I could write a novel on what ive been through..
Hard upbringing, indecent assault by three men at 13, raped at 14, 3 suicide attempts, 3 failed relationships, abortions, miscarriages, single parent, prostitution to survive financially, beaten up, mugged, arrested, nights in police cells... the list go on.
There is only ONE reason whyI drink, and its to numb the pain and the memory of my experiences.
I hear all these stories of how wonderful life is when people stop drinking.... so what happens to the memories of shit I've been through? Ive been through counselling, psychiatrists, psychologists, doctors, CPN's, drugs, ECT, therapy...
Im at my wits end.
NO options left.
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