Two nights in a row of drinking. Two morning of shame. If I had a dollar for every time I have embarrassed myself drinking is have that lakehouse and I’d be sober enough to enjoy it.
I spend my mornings wondering what secrets I spilled, who I offended, what I posted on social media or published here. It’s wondering who I need to apologize to, when will I do this again.
Then the why. Why do I continue to do It? It’s all really pathetic truthfully.