Wretched and sorry; blank stare
Last one; I promise
Gosh, there were so many times I cried that it was my ‘last one.’ And I meant it every time I said it, for sure.
But the next day would come and after all the puking and the hangover and the shame, I would forget about the bad times and remember the good.
So there I went out the door, to the local bar to do it all over again. Only this time I swore it would be different. This time I would drink something else. After all, it wasn’t a drinking problem I had, it was a vodka problem I had. Oh, and maybe if I did some ‘other stuff’ while I drank, things would be better…
The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. So, in my defense, I was completely insane. What sane person would continue behavior that led to bad outcomes? How could anyone think I was in my right mind after puking my guts up in the bar bathroom and walking out and back over to the bar for another drink?
Traditional drunk. I was anything but.
I am still busy with school work! Midterms are next week. Philosophy class is going well and I am enjoying the discussions. My CIS (computer information systems) class is interesting. I know a lot about computers, but am learning more about Windows and Office 2016.
Hope everyone had an awesome weekend! I will see y’all around blog town. ❤