I lost again tonight.
Gosh, it makes me sick to think I'm even typing this, but the truth sucks sometimes.
Even after posting here, and swearing to myself that I wouldn't get drunk tonight, I drank again.
Do you really, in your heart of hearts, think that whatever you call me matters?
Is this life or death for you or are you truly like me, fighting a battle that could and will kill me?
Are you better or just different than me?