my best friend, Erica's, car window because I wanted my keys and was too impatient to wait for her. She called me the next morning to see if I was ok. Nobody ever mentioned my drinking they all just slowly disappeared.

 

I just wanted to feel numb, I wanted to disappear, to fade away. I wanted everyone to leave me. I wanted them to let me wallow in my self pity.

I never even realized the one thing I was lacking, the one thing I really needed to find, was this little thing called self respect.

I had lost that and I had lost me and the only thing that kept me going was booze.

That and the memory of years of emotional abuse. Playing over and over and over again.

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