I'm living my best life!! And I'm killing it!! Oh yes....here it comes, right on time. The spiral of realization. Damn, I'm kinda lonely in this city. This sucks, I guess I should go get some wine and just hang out by myself and listen to music, draw, paint, have a good time. There's no … Continue reading the process of realizing a drinking problem, part 3.
So, I'm not doing anything wrong. I'm being smart and logical. I'm taking care of myself. I'm an adult, I can drink. It's what adults do. I'm not getting into any trouble. It's the holidays, it's sports season, it's brunch, it's happy hour. I feel happy when I drink, don't I want to be happy? … Continue reading the process of realizing a drinking problem, part 2.
It's crazy how long I went without realizing that I had any problem with drinking. Whenever I thought of an "alcoholic", I thought of someone homeless, who burnt all bridges with everyone in their life, and walking around with a 40 in a brown paper bag. Such a misconception...and also pretty rude that I thought … Continue reading the process of realizing a drinking problem, part 1.
stimulating nonsense. 