I’m going to write a very sober entry right now in order to make a point.  The drinking doesn’t make me depressed.  I was very depressed long before I started drinking.  And I am fully aware of the fact that my depression feeds my drinking and my drinking feeds my depression (it’s a vicious cycle, thanks Fat Bastard).  The reality is that I don’t care.  I hate life whether I am drunk or sober.  It doesn’t matter.  Nothing matters.

The cuts are obvious at this point.  Time to buy more bracelets.

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