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So whats new kids? I miss ya'll, ya know?
Lets see, whats new with me? I'm trying this new thing, it's called sobriety. Fucking crazy isn't it? Shit aint been the same tho, ya know? I usually wake up with this incredible zest for life and vigor, and run through the rest of my day screaming and flailing until it's all over, and then i reach for a pint and everything is cool again.
What the fuck happened to that?
Since i've been sober, i've woken up later and later, hated every minute of every day, and been incredibly depressed at myself for my various flaws. Hooray. I always told people that I drink to be normal- didn't figure out that being 'normal' like everyone else sucks- didn't figure on what i was missing when i stopped.
It's a fucking learning experience though, let me tell you. As in, i'm learning with every day how much I actually can't stand myself, and how much i've been dependent on drinking and women to cover that up.
Is it wrong to have a problem and not want to deal with it? Is it really, honestly wrong to live moment to moment, loving the people you're with and what you're doing now, and damn the consequences because fuckit, you're having a damn good time?
Broke my wrist, got bronchitis, lost my girlfriend, committed innumerable heinous crimes, et cetra et cetra, but damn it all if i never stopped to look back and smell the smoke and think it was fire.
Well it's fucking burning now, and all i can think is how wonderful it would be to have that one magical drop (or two or three or four) to make everything go away, put out the fire or make me not give a damn
Lets see, whats new with me? I'm trying this new thing, it's called sobriety. Fucking crazy isn't it? Shit aint been the same tho, ya know? I usually wake up with this incredible zest for life and vigor, and run through the rest of my day screaming and flailing until it's all over, and then i reach for a pint and everything is cool again.
What the fuck happened to that?
Since i've been sober, i've woken up later and later, hated every minute of every day, and been incredibly depressed at myself for my various flaws. Hooray. I always told people that I drink to be normal- didn't figure out that being 'normal' like everyone else sucks- didn't figure on what i was missing when i stopped.
It's a fucking learning experience though, let me tell you. As in, i'm learning with every day how much I actually can't stand myself, and how much i've been dependent on drinking and women to cover that up.
Is it wrong to have a problem and not want to deal with it? Is it really, honestly wrong to live moment to moment, loving the people you're with and what you're doing now, and damn the consequences because fuckit, you're having a damn good time?
Broke my wrist, got bronchitis, lost my girlfriend, committed innumerable heinous crimes, et cetra et cetra, but damn it all if i never stopped to look back and smell the smoke and think it was fire.
Well it's fucking burning now, and all i can think is how wonderful it would be to have that one magical drop (or two or three or four) to make everything go away, put out the fire or make me not give a damn