Social Addiction

[threewhitecrows]

On my way to the library today I ran into an old friend, Matt, from one of my support groups. He bummed me a cigarette and asked what I've been doing lately. I told him that I'd been hanging out at the community center for the mentally ill and with my druggy friends adding, "Trying not to let them influence me." He responded, "Testing the waters?" yeah. I explained that I was still a drunk but trying to become more social about my addiction. He wants me to let him know how that goes. Ever since re-wiring my brain via hallucinogens I've found that when I drink to excess I become a sexual animal, predatory and evil. This is the realization that has taken years to endure. I could recount my mistakes here but that would be redundant. It's all the same story: Drink, Drinking, Drunk, Creep. It's redundant.

Vomit fer the dogs tis the shaking mistake of debauchery.