I’m tripping up again, messing everything up. I’m doing it on purpose, or at least that’s what it looks like to everybody else. Looks like I don’t care, like I don’t have any ambition, or motivation. The thing is, I don’t think I do. Sure, I could say my alcoholism is keeping me in this self-destructive rut, and it would be partly true. It’s definitely not helping to get drunk every single night, but honestly I think I just don’t give a fuck. I haven’t for a long time.
I have a plan, but I practically refuse to put it into action. I started GED classes, […]