To close for comfort.
I was about 5-6 months in - I'd decided not to pursue a relationship cos it was too soon ...
and just the loneliness of that first weekend and my resentment of myself for having this problem and at the world for 'screwing me again' I found myself on auto pilot to the liquor store....
20 min walk each way easy...to do that on auto pilot I was really deep in my own stewing...
I bought the booze, paid for it walked out with it...and then on the walk home I suddenly 'came to '.
I realised that bottle wouldn't make things any better.
I dumped it in a roadside bin.
That was my last skin of my teeth close call.
It was like something clicked when I realised booze would not help.
I hope this is your last too Six.
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