So firstly I don't want sympathy or kind words. I'm not fishing. I just need to get this in the open so it's not bottled up.
I'm alone this weekend for the first time in a while. I've managed to properly screw it all up.
Firstly I upset my boss yesterday and I didn't need to. I was thoughtless and now she isn't replying to me. She is one of my best friends. I should have put her first.
Then the anxiety kicked in. I'm not gonna give details but I made the worst decision ever. I spent all night taking narcotics. I haven't slept at all.
I'm now drinking red wine feeling like a total tool. Why do I keep going round this track.
The definition of insanity is doing the same things over and over expecting a different result.
OK. Thats me done. I've told it. At least I've told it.
