Day 26, and Christmas week continues. I'm here with my family across state. 4-6 of us don't drink. That's because the beast has tried strangling us all, but luckily, we pulled out in time.
Yesterday, I was pleasantly reminded of the most horrific drunken situation. My aunt's 60th birthday. I blacked out, passed out in the bathroom in my cousin's house, had to be transported to another cousin's where I was staying, as I was out of town. Everyone knew. It was awful the next day. GSR's everywhere. I never want to relive that again. Ever. I lost respect for myself then, but continued to lose respect for myself, doing the same stupid shit over and over again. WTF? Oh no, not now. I will not succumb to that ugly AL ever again. I will have respect for myself, my body, and my mind.
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