Fish Drinking
I'm still drunk from last night. I woke up on MDLL's couch shirtless with my arms crossed over my chest vampire style.
I'd say I had at least ten vodka drinks. I've always been a binge drinker so this is nothing new. The difference is when I was able to drink beer I'd get really full and bloated, which would make me stop. Sure I could still toss back a dozen brews in one sitting, but at some point my tummy flagged me. Now that I don't have stomach issues anymore, I've lost my off switch and keep drinking like a fish until I pass out.
I don't really like to talk about my drinking problem. Even typing that sentence was hard. I don't think I'm an alcoholic, but if the label has crossed my mind I must be one. Normal people don't drink every day, don't drink alone, and definitely don't drink as excessively as I do. It's worse now that I'm back on the anti-depressants, too. I could probably drink for days on them...
So what do I do? Do I go to AA? I don't want to give up drinking for good. Is that sad? I love the bar life, I like a good buzz, and I always have a good time. I just can't seem to keep it in check.
I was pretty upset yesterday before I went out. The scale said 180. This morning it was back to 175. I'm so fucking disappointed with myself. I can't believe after my health struggles last year I went right back to my bad habits, drinking until I blackout and gaining all of my weight back even without eating bread.
I am out of control. I know I am. It's hard to admit this to myself. I make such an effort to be nice to others, but I never seem to be nice to myself. I don't like how I feel about me right now. The joke is I really like how I feel when I'm fucked up. My life is awesome, so I don't I drink to escape anymore. I think it's because I'm good at it. I'm good at being fucked up, I'm fun when I'm fucked up, and I really just enjoy the carefree happy vibes I feel when I'm fucked up. Sadly I later feel regret and embarrassed, not because I did anything wrong, but because I'm ashamed I am slowly killing myself and the few brain cells I have left.
This is a much heavier post than I thought it would be.
I need to learn moderation. HA HA!! I'm sorry, but that seriously made me laugh out loud. I've NEVER moderated a damn thing in my life. I like blue, my whole apartment is blue. I love MDLL, I love the SHIT out of MDLL. I feel I think I write I talk I emote I yell I fuck I sunburn I I I I I...I do everything big and loud and FUCKING EXTREME. It's who I am. Of course I drink to excess because I do everything to excess. Everything but healthy things, apparently.
SHITBALLS. I'm really pissed at myself now. I had a great time last night from what I remember, but now I just feel like an asshole. Thank Shizza MDLL takes care of me. What the fuck did I do when I was single and drunk out of my mind??? Oh right....eat Oreos and shit my brains out.
I need help.
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