Reality ...
Just my girl. It's been rough between us lately, and with a lot of other shit.
Well, I've never drank in my life, so I don't know what to tell you there.
From my viewpoint, I really don't like to run away or forget my problems. Trust me, I've had some really shitty ones in my time, and others have had far worse, but they deal with it. Maybe it's because of my whole philosophy on life, but the reality is, I not only want to never do a single thing that is irresponsible in my life, but I want to face facts and take things head-on when I have to. I think that's why I've never, ever hit the bottle, and never wanted to. I like being in control of my life, even if it hurts really bad sometimes.
Heck, I've had surgery a few times and have always turned down the drugs other than the anaesthesia at the time of the surgery, and Motrin (prescription-strength ibruprofen, basically 4 pills every 6 hours, instead of the over-the-counter 2) afterwards. In one case, the local anaesthesia wasn't given correctly (they didn't realize how deep something was), the local doc offered to stop and have me come back when he could give more again. I said "get it done" and took on almost another full inch of cutting for another 15 minutes. It was my shoulder, so my ear was only a few inches away from my flesh being cut as I felt all the intensity of it. I guess after that, when I was age 12, I realized no fear and no pain was too great to face directly.
Again, there are people who are in far worse pain than that in their lives, and they manage to deal with it without the bottle.
They cuffed me and threw my ass in the ER where it was a real bitch because the people apparently think you are sub-human if you come in in that state.
Yes. One time, I was in the ER and saw such. The nurse was extremely rude to him. I didn't understand.
Then the nurse explained what they deal with every night, with all the suffering someone goes through over an accident and often never due to any irresponsibility of the person who got hurt. Or even if it was irresponsibility or negligence, it wasn't intentional, and the results far more severe than they should have been. Yet they aren't screaming out of pain many times, and "just deal with it."
But they always get a few in that are inebriated to the point of like you were. They sit there, suffer, and everyone knows it. You see, the nurse had to stop me from showing compassion. Why? Because other people in that ER room deserved far more, especially those that weren't making the most noise, who weren't there because they had done it to themselves, intentionally.
That's why they don't like such, and after the nurse explained it to me, it make a hell of a lot of sense. It's not that they don't have compassion, but they have far more to give to other people. And they don't like it when people like myself instantly show time and compassion to someone that really doesn't deserve it compared to the others around them. Especially when they're making the most noise and disturbing everyone.
I'm not proud of anything, but life is hard some times. Now I will clean up and move on only to be a real positive influence in the community. Life continues on...
This is going to be harsh, but I'm not sure I can believe you on that latter point. You preceded it with the phrase, "but life is hard some times." Life is never hard enough to do something like this. If you keep making that mistake, you'll keep making the judgement to escape it in the same way.
Sorry to be rude, but I'm really trying to push reality here. Not to say I'm better than you, or anyone else for that matter, but in the hope you realize why you make the mistake over and over again.