Any reason I could think of. Straight A's, honors grad, family function, wedding, lost a job, got a job, bad date, good date, sick, well, bad workout, lost a race, won a race, break-up, it rained, it snowed, its sunny out, blue, black, red, orange, etc.
For the last nine months before my liver gave out, I drank because I just didn't care anymore. Bad break-up and crap job. No self-worth. I knew I was probably dying, didn't care about that either.
But, I'm still here, and now Sober. I know it wasn't my time to go, and that's enough for me to live.
~Bunnez