I have lots of pics of my old drinking days on Pharsebook. To many people they may look like a good-time party girl having the time of her life. I look at them and remember things differently to this. A lot of the time it was a case of a bunch of drunk people sitting round waiting for 'something' to happen. A lot of the time I actually felt very lonely and isolated even though I was surrounded by 'friends' (many of whom I have since discovered that I have little really in common with, and actually don't even like very much truth be told). Other times at moment of photo I was in the 'wittier, prettier and tittier' deluded phase of drunkenness and having a whale of a time, which later led to me behaving in ways that I later regretted and woke up the next day feeling sick with shame and regret (as well as the hangover). I don't but those Pharsebook lies any more. It's too easy to imagine the bits that got cut out of the story.