Rotting

A day in the life of a functional alcoholic.

The alarm clock sounds, and immediately I begin to compile the daily mental inventory of regrets from the night before. What horrible, hurtful things did I say? What embarrassing, inappropriate, ugly things did I…

Confessions of a bar fly

For the past 4 years I have flip flopped between wanting to drink, and wanting to quit. For the most part, the problem is me. I don’t want to quit. I just want to drink when it’s fun and social, but not when it’s just me …but why do I have the craving when it is just me?