One of my life mottos has been “I don’t give a fuck what they think”. Because I said it as often as I did, it’s pretty apparent that I probably did care. Still do. I worried about neighbors seeing the amount of wine and beer bottles in my recycling bin so I got extremely creative in the places I disposed of them. The poor squirrels behind my back fence where I’d toss bottles are probably flaming alkies by now. I’d hide behind a baseball hat and sunnies when I went to buy booze because every time I did, I’d invariably see an acquaintance at the store. The worst was when I saw students with their parents and I’d have a case of beer and a hangover to write home about. If I wasn’t drunk, I was hungover. Any day, any time, that’s how I lived my life. One might say that wasn’t living and I’d agree. I was existing in a purgatory of my own making. Now I don’t avoid acquaintances or anyone else for that matter. What you see is what you get with me. I may be annoying or obnoxious at times but at least I’m alcohol free. I wonder how many acquaintances of mine can say the same. Happy Sunday, sober family. Keep it simple today.
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