i think im starting to understand it…..get a grasp. well at least this is how its working for me. i hated myself. i was going to cut. i was going to cry. but instead i had a drink. nothing much. just a bit of crown royal i snuck into a bottle of pop behind peoples backs. the point is though… it made me feel good. i forgot about cutting. i had no intentions of sitting there crying. i actually started laughing and smiling. so far so good. but its at this point i know i start chasing that. i start drinking more and more to try to bring that happiness back. but i know it never comes. and yet still another drink i have.
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Just be glad that you aren’t drinking to chase the feeling of falling down a flight of stairs awkwardly. That’s the worst.
thankfully i dont have stairs 😛
another thing i understand. the more down you feel the more you have to down to feel anything. i typically only need half a liter. thats already gone and im still sober