| I just slipped
It was like a robot, going to the alcohol "left" in the house. Yes it was partly my fault, for not dumping the last 1/2 box of wine. But, it was a crutch. Sorta like something you keep in your back pocket.
And I used it.
Part of me feels ashamed, part of me doesn't care.
Clairity is such a pain in the butt.
I can't do meetings, most are God related (and I will grow a second nose before I believe in God).
The second part of that, I'm as social as a snake. I don't "do" people".
I can't talk to others, I can't relate to others, I am 100% uncomfortable around people.
I don't want to keep on this road..How can I move on?
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