A friend once told me that self-pity is the equivalent of masturbation - it feels good, there's release, but it's not the same as anything else. A little crass, but hey.
I've been wallowing in self-pity for a while. No surprise, it's been a pretty shit couple of weeks. There was the two week bender where I spent three days out of a week alternating between drunk and hungover. There's the fact I got dumped about two-ish weeks ago. There was me running out of medication during the most stressful period of time as well as contracting a middle ear infection. There was having to get my ears flushed out with the biggest syringe I've ever seen in my life after being unable to hear for three weeks.
So yeah, not a great period of time.
I guess with the last month being a bit unstable, this is me trying to recover again. I hope I do better because the benders are hell on my body and the aftermath is hell on my brain.
So yeah, not a great period of time.
I guess with the last month being a bit unstable, this is me trying to recover again. I hope I do better because the benders are hell on my body and the aftermath is hell on my brain.