It is rough man, I usually kick the hell out of myself at the gym before anything anyway. I can make my body so tired that it can hardly move, and i love it, the working out and the pushing of limits. But my mind is always racing, moving, i can never tire my mind out and it drives me nuts. I understand, i am going through this also. I am up and down regarding when and what I want to say, emotional and a mess at times. I guess we all are time and time again. At least we can bridge eachother across together.
I can not believe how weak I can be and how weak we all are when drinking is involved. What did a bottle of anything do to help us, nothing until now.
One love.