Right now I am drunk and about to throw
up the pizza that the delivery man just brought me. I would like to believe
that this will one day end. That I won’t be haunted by alcohol or food. That I
can get a glass of wine at dinner with friend and be free from neurotic
behavior.
But today I am eating alone. And drinking alone. And purging alone. It wasn’t so bad sober. So why did I go back? One reason, one answer: it’s easier. It’s not my style, but I took the easy way. Even though I have learned the hard way, that what comes easy, comes wrong.
But today I am eating alone. And drinking alone. And purging alone. It wasn’t so bad sober. So why did I go back? One reason, one answer: it’s easier. It’s not my style, but I took the easy way. Even though I have learned the hard way, that what comes easy, comes wrong.