I have got to get my life together.
Any day that I'm not working, and even some that I am, I'm drunk, or...in other states of altered perception. Admittedly, the latter has only been a couple of times, but still. As time goes on, the more and more stupid shit I'm doing. And what sucks is that I totally can't seem to regain control of it. It's just getting worse and worse.
Am I an alcoholic? I don't know. I never drink alone, only with my friends. But the rate of drinking with my friends has steadily increased. Last year, it was maybe once a month, at most. Then it became one every couple of weeks, then once a week, and now it might be three or four times a week. As things have gotten worse for me on a personal level, as I've lost more friends and more lovers my drinking and...other things have gotten worse and worse. And I'm never doing anything in moderation.
I've tried therapy. I've tried medication. Nothing really helps me all that much. And what's terrible is that I know, deep down, that I wish somebody would care enough to try and stop me, or slow my life down. But it seems as though nobody does, or will.
At this rate it will just keep accelerating and accelerating until I self destruct. I both dread it and I crave it. I don't know how else to describe it. All I know is that I'm far too young for life to have taken its toll on me this much. Everybody tells me so. And yet, here I am. My willpower has sunk to an all-time low and I feel like I'm fighting for my sanity just about every waking day.
I always try to be honest about my intentions. I can lie and say that I'm posting this just to vent and I'm not looking for any help or sympathy, but I am. I don't want anybody to worry about me hurting or killing others, because I could never do that - I hold no ill will towards other people in general, and it's simply not in my nature to hurt other people. I don't want anybody to worry about me killing myself, because I'm much too passive and afraid to do so. I just want somebody to worry about me.
Any day that I'm not working, and even some that I am, I'm drunk, or...in other states of altered perception. Admittedly, the latter has only been a couple of times, but still. As time goes on, the more and more stupid shit I'm doing. And what sucks is that I totally can't seem to regain control of it. It's just getting worse and worse.
Am I an alcoholic? I don't know. I never drink alone, only with my friends. But the rate of drinking with my friends has steadily increased. Last year, it was maybe once a month, at most. Then it became one every couple of weeks, then once a week, and now it might be three or four times a week. As things have gotten worse for me on a personal level, as I've lost more friends and more lovers my drinking and...other things have gotten worse and worse. And I'm never doing anything in moderation.
I've tried therapy. I've tried medication. Nothing really helps me all that much. And what's terrible is that I know, deep down, that I wish somebody would care enough to try and stop me, or slow my life down. But it seems as though nobody does, or will.
At this rate it will just keep accelerating and accelerating until I self destruct. I both dread it and I crave it. I don't know how else to describe it. All I know is that I'm far too young for life to have taken its toll on me this much. Everybody tells me so. And yet, here I am. My willpower has sunk to an all-time low and I feel like I'm fighting for my sanity just about every waking day.
I always try to be honest about my intentions. I can lie and say that I'm posting this just to vent and I'm not looking for any help or sympathy, but I am. I don't want anybody to worry about me hurting or killing others, because I could never do that - I hold no ill will towards other people in general, and it's simply not in my nature to hurt other people. I don't want anybody to worry about me killing myself, because I'm much too passive and afraid to do so. I just want somebody to worry about me.
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