atomicant

so, apparently, as people have told me, i went to the bad place last night.

meaning i got so shit faced, fall down, rot arsed drunk that i couldn't deal with the fucking tsunami of emotions i am having to deal with.

i promised my self i wouldn't go there again, but somehow, in the process of causing a fucking meltdown, i did.

oh well.

i think i've run out of family sympathy though. i know i haven't, but i have to say that to get my shit out of this house and do my own thing.