I’m a functional alcoholic and it’s beginning to take its toll on me.
The decisions I’ve been making lately have not been of sound mind. I’m actually scared that I won’t live too long like this.
In a weird way, I’d love to drop dead.
The only good thing I have is my body, and I’ve been using it to get whatever I want. I need to get it together. I need to get out of Albany. For one day. With someone. Idk…. and not drink.
I’m losing it.