I don’t think anyone in my immediate circle has realized it yet that I’ve drinking consistently with a few days of intervals for the past three years or so. I wouldn’t say that I’m an abject alcoholic but I knew something was wrong about a year ago when I was looking to buy something to quench my thirst at a local 7-11 store and I took at a couple of San Mig lights to get my fix (it was an afternoon). Since then, I have been into lala limbo every other day or so. So this week, I had a resolve to stop drinking alcohol completely but not right after downing a medium-sized bottle of GSM Blue and evidently knocking myself out of my socks for the last time, ofcourse.
It might be a while before I taste you again my old friend *sob
So far it has been seven days and counting. Not that I’ll completely stop myself from drinking. But I guess, it would be wise (as advised by my liver), to reduce the frequency from a M-W-F scheme into a more manageable 2x a month ruckus.
I know for a fact that I have been drinking because I wanted to numb the pain that I have been feeling for the past few years or so (not related to a single event mind you) but I realized that somehow I have to put my foot down. I’m turning 29 this year, I don’t want to get into my 3rd decade of my life brain dead. Being autistic is bollocks enough.
cathyf
November 18, 2009
waaaaahhh!! ang lupet nito! whahahahha! emo.
bossing, peace tayo. kita tayo minsan. sana naka-eyeliner ka na. 
kidding aside, take it easy.