""The oddest thing happened to me.....I soon discovered
that all the men the drinking me enjoyed.....
were no longer fascinating or interesting.""
I so get; it's almost as if I'm acting (pretending to be something I'm not anymore). I think to an extent I'm comfortable, but decreasingly so any real passion is waning. I feel a little worn out and know I need to do more to branch ou and cultivate constructive relationships outside the old drinking crowd.