Yes Patrice. It's like a knife!
And I formulate a plan all day long of how to stay sober, how to make it better, to get healthy and fix everything. And I do such a good job at figuring everything out that I need a freaking drink afterwards.
I hate the part of the morning where I wonder if anyone noticed how drunk I really was...."maybe they didn't notice, maybe I wasn't that bad".
Cuts, bruises, bumps that I have no recollection of receiving.
Broken things, broken trust, broken self respect.
Praying for the obsession to go away so I won't be like my mother and yet only feeling normal after I am drinking.
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