Feel worse, drink more. Or, is it drink more, feel worse?
Could it really be better if I feel worse…but drink less? That doesn’t seem possible.
Life happens, a shit day, whatever excuse you have. Drink the pain away. I’m sure that will make it better.
Alcohol solves all problems.
Until it creates its own.
Honestly, the problems alcohol creates are so much easier than the ones I’m trying to avoid.
Until they aren’t.
And that’s when we live in constant chaos.
I’m sure drinking more will help with that, too.
Except it really doesn’t.
Alcohol isn’t a friend to me.
Except for when it is.
See the problem?
Neither do I. I guess I’ll keep drinking until I do.