I am so sorry, my friend. I know you've had more than your share of losses, Hooped.
I was so depressed for so long before I quit. I kept waiting for life to get better, for situations and stresses to resolve themselves. Then I'd be ready to quit. I just had to find the spirit. But there's no such thing, Hooped. At least there wasn't for me. No wave of inspiration, no ideal moment. In fact I just kept sinking lower.
There's no better time to quit than now. You're addicted to a powerful depressant, bathing your brain in it every single day. How do you cure despair? Step one is to stop drinking it. Hope comes from quitting, not the other way around.
I am so glad you posted, Hooped. I really appreciate that you've stayed in touch throughout this dark period. I think of you often. Grateful you're here.
