Well I fell off the wagon so hard. Did some things.
Ok, some may remember me. But I haven't been around because I started drinking again.
Last night I had 6 24 ounce beers, three miniatures, and a half pint of Fireball. I got on facebook again (I mentioned how I'm bad about that), and I came out of the closet. Confessed so many things. I mean some things that no one had to know. My found out and is cool with it. Everyone has been cool actually.
But today my heart is racing. It feels broken. I have the shakes and can't sit still or sleep. I listened to so many sad songs and have been up crying for over 24 hours.
Sorry I'm not here with more cheerful news. Just venting and feeling sorry for myself. I don't like being that way.