So yay for melancholy!
Yay for being exhausted!
Yay for torturing myself with thoughts of death all day long!
Oh, wait that's not a good thing...is it?
In other news swim season started and that's going good. First meet down, nine more to go. I do like eating fast food after each of them, that's fun. And the people I am with when I swim.
Usually swimming helps me get rid of the poison, maybe not this year.
I'm also soon to be a life guard. Yay! Money!
I am perplexed at how I can be so melancholic and be so productive at the same time and then want to cry. I don't understand!
Sometimes I wonder if I will ever not have to remind myself the difference between having a drink and draining a whole bottle of seven on a Saturday night. Or how about the wonderful Christmases where the bottle of crown royal was emptied by evening...
The reasons why I know I will never be able to drink whiskey.
Thanks Dad for this emotional impact
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I'm so sorry. Alcohol has hurt a lot of families.
sorry to hear that
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