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I'm going to stop this drinking before it becomes a problem, like my smoking.
I go out to this bar for a lot of reasons, one of which being that I had to show my parents that the world doesn't end if you don't call the cops every time your twenty-five-year old leaves the house alone. Another being that I like to pretend I have a life of my own sometimes, and yet another being that I feel the need to go out and talk to people sometimes and no one talks to anyone anywhere but in bars, really. But it's stupid. It's a waste of my time off. The first time I was angry, and I got totally wasted and passed out, and woke up on this guy's couch with no idea where I was. Well, I went back to see him and thank him the next week, and although he's married he decided I was probably grateful enough to sleep with him, which, no thank you. The next time I went I met another guy who was all impressed that I paid for a cab for this woman when no one would give her a ride home, and he told me he believes in God and blah blah blah and then he asked if I wanted to go play pool, and I said sure, why not, and then it turns out he was married and he planned to tell everyone in the pool hall I was his niece so his wife wouldn't find out he was out with me. This latest time was probably the most interesting. I had resigned myself to sitting alone because people just aren't worth the time I spend talking about nothing with them (I keep asking why, and it must be a stupid question because I keep getting stupid answers), and these two guys came over, introduced themselves as brothers (they were, actually) and asked if I wanted to come sit with them. I did, and I ended up spending the rest of the night talking to the younger brother about his drug problems while trying to convince the older brother (who was forty-two) that it was a really stupid idea to walk into the worst neighborhood around at two in the morning in search of cocaine. He did it anyway. I called a cab and came home. Yeah. Pretty sure I'm done. |
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Well I applaud you for wanting to quit drinking. I have a few scars and bad incidents due to drinking too much.
You did the hardest thing already, you admitted that you are heading down the wrong path, until you do that you won’t be able to change course. Good for you… and good luck
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If we could change ourselves, the tendencies in the world would also change. As a man changes his own nature, so does the attitude of the world change towards him. ... We need not wait to see what others do. Gandhi |
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wow the people you meet in bars huh??
That scene sounds nuts!
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In depression . . . faith in deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the...feeling felt as truth...that no remedy will come -- not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. . . . It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul.-William Styron |
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Each to their own,... to me it sounds lonely, but then I could never speak to strangers anyway, I commend you on having the confidence to do that! Also you sound really open minded.
It does sound kinda dangerous, I hope you're careful, you have to take care of yourself. I overdo it on the fear factor, but I'd never go out alone at night. I'm glad you've decided you don't want to overdo the drinking - nasty poisonous stuff really :P I went off it in a health kick (erm, sort of) but do sometimes miss the buss of drunkeness I guess. Any other activities you can replace this with? x |
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