If I could learn to get drunk on water...this would be a different animal altogether
20 years ago I was a virgin. I didn't drink. I had a lot of feelings.
Ten years later, I became incredibly well-versed in salacious positions with men usually occurring under the heavy daze of vodka and soda water. I tried not to feel anything.
Today I'm a grateful member of Alcoholics Anonymous and make an effort to express (not repress or valorize) my feelings on a daily basis. I can't control them, after all, but the actions stemming from them are in my hands. Today, now, I am an unmarried, unchilded, totally content and sober woman attempting a life of serenity amid the civil war in my mind. It took a lot of the feelings I couldn't express to reach where I am now. It took a lot of booze to fuck up as bad as I did, and it took a lot of introspection, documented in this blog, to figure out what happened and how I ended up here.
Today I'm a grateful member of Alcoholics Anonymous and make an effort to express (not repress or valorize) my feelings on a daily basis. I can't control them, after all, but the actions stemming from them are in my hands. Today, now, I am an unmarried, unchilded, totally content and sober woman attempting a life of serenity amid the civil war in my mind. It took a lot of the feelings I couldn't express to reach where I am now. It took a lot of booze to fuck up as bad as I did, and it took a lot of introspection, documented in this blog, to figure out what happened and how I ended up here.
