Day 21

I don't really know how to cope with reality. I've been a shameless drunk for basically the entirety of my adult life. It's a little terrifying. It's hard to admit that I'm a little scared. I've always prided myself in being fearless, but lately I've been finding more things to be afraid of. I'm almost done with school, I may have to let go of all my old friends, and there was a worm in my carpet the other morning. There are other things to be sure, just none at the foremost part of my brain. I don't like all these feelings and part of me wants to crawl back into the bottom of a bottle and just stay there.