Jabberwocky
Frumious Bandersnatch
Yo. It is me. The fart. Male, 40 years, a self-trained professional loser and an imbecile.
I got drunk for the first time at age 15 and instantly became an alcoholic. It was like i gained something i had always been missing. Or maybe temporarily got rid of some excess baggage? When i was drunk. I wanted to be drunk always. Now after a quarter of a century of alcoholism, i have noticed that it is kinda hard and consuming "life" to live. Obviously, there has been illegal drugs along my path also. A lot of them. That is why i am a blueiighter. But no other drug has been so addictive, and so harmful to myself and my loved ones and my surroundings, than alcohol. They have not even cost me as much money as our perfectly legal alcohol. Not even close.
Basically, i can't remember anything from this week. Got benzos on Monday. Got beer too. Now it is Saturday and i have insulted EVERYONE and i have strange unexplained wounds on my body. I need to reclaim my life. Or begin it, not sure if i ever had a life to begin with. Yes, i breathe. Yes, my heart pumps blood. Yes, my feet move me around. But i don't feel alive. I feel hollow. I feel useless. I feel hated.
I need to see a doctor. I wanna go to rehab. For a month. Then i wanna leave this city behind. I wanna leave my current name behind.
I apologize due to my wicked ways. My bad behavior. I am deeply sorry.
I am completely alone in this ocean of feces. And it is my fault. Currently i try not to care. I have ghosted myself. But i know i will die soon if i don't seek help, and this post is a part of that process. Not one single hour goes by without seriously contemplating suicide. I sleep like 2 or 3 hours per night. I apologize.
I got drunk for the first time at age 15 and instantly became an alcoholic. It was like i gained something i had always been missing. Or maybe temporarily got rid of some excess baggage? When i was drunk. I wanted to be drunk always. Now after a quarter of a century of alcoholism, i have noticed that it is kinda hard and consuming "life" to live. Obviously, there has been illegal drugs along my path also. A lot of them. That is why i am a blueiighter. But no other drug has been so addictive, and so harmful to myself and my loved ones and my surroundings, than alcohol. They have not even cost me as much money as our perfectly legal alcohol. Not even close.
Basically, i can't remember anything from this week. Got benzos on Monday. Got beer too. Now it is Saturday and i have insulted EVERYONE and i have strange unexplained wounds on my body. I need to reclaim my life. Or begin it, not sure if i ever had a life to begin with. Yes, i breathe. Yes, my heart pumps blood. Yes, my feet move me around. But i don't feel alive. I feel hollow. I feel useless. I feel hated.
I need to see a doctor. I wanna go to rehab. For a month. Then i wanna leave this city behind. I wanna leave my current name behind.
I apologize due to my wicked ways. My bad behavior. I am deeply sorry.
I am completely alone in this ocean of feces. And it is my fault. Currently i try not to care. I have ghosted myself. But i know i will die soon if i don't seek help, and this post is a part of that process. Not one single hour goes by without seriously contemplating suicide. I sleep like 2 or 3 hours per night. I apologize.