Waking up the next day. To groggy or hung over to remember the things said and done the night before. The cuts or bruises on the body. The angry phone call. The ill sent text messages or e-mails. The anxiety, the fear, the shame, the guilt. "What in the hell was wrong with me?" Promising we would never do that again, we would take that first drink shortly there after, a contiunation of the insanity. "Why am I living like this?" We were to selfish to ask, "what am I doing to the people living around me?" Soon, we had no one around us. No one to take the abuse. That fit will with in our own self defeating idea of ourselves. "I am shit, no one cares about me." "I might as well drink some more."
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