I hate to have a pity party but has anyone else ever felt like doing this?
it's just as I emerge from seeing the world and my situation from my alcohol induced stupor with my rose coloured glasses that I realise how much I have managed to **** up..pretty much everything, seriously everything I touch seems to have turned into crap.
I mean, back when I was drinking all that alcohol, sure I was completely delusional about my entire life, but now that I'm coming out of that I realise how ridiculous it all was, and I pretty much have no life, can't remember what it feels like to feel happy. Honestly, I have no idea. Anyway, I guess this was just some great long whinge.. I'm not even sure why I'm writing this, I guess I just have to get it out somewhere as I'm fed up of all these horrible thoughts and I don't know how much longer I can carry all this around with me, it feels like this is never gunna get better :9
anyway, did anyone else ever encounter this, or am I just really pessimistic about life? sorry for you poor people having to read all that btw
