To quote Poppy Z. Brite, methadone was a rubber sex doll. Whiskey is a brand new lover.
I'm bred to drink. Alcoholism on both sides. I went eight months without drinking anything. My tolerance did not go down at all.
Alcohol makes me win at life. That's fairly pathetic.
It's that haze that keeps you just far enough away....an unnecessary protection....I too can drink excessively and once I start it’s nearly too hard to stop while I’m ahead and so I’ve gone cold turkey which I do far too often with far too many things and here I sit half a bottle of peach schnapps and two and a half six packs in my system trying hard not to get behind the wheel and pick up something with a little more bite something as comforting as whiskey. I doesn’t help that I can’t sleep and alcohol is one of the very few things that will eventually and inevitably knock me out.
It's the quick fix that keeps drawing me back in.
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