Listening to: again.
Feeling: accepted
well.
it didnt last long.
as is the usual.
just back from a nice long 2 day binge into no where land.
no mind land.
wastedland.
sure parts of it were fun.
and even worth a bit of drinking.
but not really.
no.
tonight.
when i get up the nerve im going to call that number they gave me and call.
i dont want to die from liver cancer like my stepfather.
i dont want to die period.
i know its inevitable.
death.
but i dont want to go out in a bad bad way.
and ive seen cancer first hand.
and it gets no worse then that to me.
maybe if i keep reminding myself about liver cancer and maybe researching it will help me.
will motivate me.
maybe.
i sure hope so.
because a bottle of vodka a day some times two.
is definitely going to catch up to me soon.
if it hasnt already.
and thank you for your kind words.
those of you who write.
i just need to love myself as much as everyone else.
i dont know why i cant.
sincerely.
destructive.
Call the number.