so i am drunk, again. well, again because i’ve been drunk before but really i haven’t been drunk or semi-drunk since 2001, well it was christmas eve anyway and does that mean i have a problem?
i am worried that i might have a problem.
see, i am a little stressed out and worried about the stuff going down on the workplace front. i was tense. uberduber tense on the drive home this night. in fact, i was totally freaking out and having mini-panic attacks about every 6.92 seconds. i was sure i was gonna crash ruby and kill myself. i was driving like a gramma and it was driving me nuts.
so when i got home i decide it might be a good idea to have a little glass of wine to maybe relax and what not. really it quite bothers me that i thought a glass of wine would relax me because i amr eally afriad of maybe being an alcoholic because i drank so much in college and really how do you know when it’s a problem. there ought to be some sort of quiz or something like www.amianalcoholicornot.com you know?
so anyway, one glass lead to another glass and mostly i was buzzing well before the end of the first glass and i only had the second glass because it seemed to taste so tasty with the hershey’s nuggest with almonds (for nutritional information please call 1-800-468-1714) that i had for dinner. shut up, i know i have to go grocery shopping.
but so, i am sitting her in my underpants (they are boring cotton with blue and purple stripes, i just looked down to chekc for you because i know you care darling ones) and i am wearing my new orangey orange shirt and one sock. i am not sure what happened to the other sock. i am not sure why i haven’t taken off the other sock (it’s the right sock that is currently adorning my right foot for inquiring minds). i remeber taking off my bra, but i don’t know what happened to the left sock.
sad thing is, i was hoping that maybe the wine would help me sleep (because sleep and i are having a bit of tiff) and it’s like 12:01am and i’m not really tired at all, even with the 2 glasses of wine.
It sounds to me like you need to see someone. Someone very close to me was having problems coping and decided to finally go see a therapist. Things are much better now. Not because that person was crazy, but because they had lost their balance a little and needed help finding it again.
two glasses of wine does not require therapy. and this comes from a teetotaller. humans are supposed to spend a night every blue moon or so mooning about in their underpants and one sock. you will land on your feet, young lady.
Be disappointed all you want. I’ve been reading this site every day for several months now and it seems like Jodi is on a sort of emotional roller coaster. Sometimes talking it out helps. That’s all I was trying to say. I don’t think she’s an alchoholic, and that’s not why I suggested it. The lack of sleep is what made me think of it. The person I know had the same problem, and it was a symptom of a larger issue. Once that issue was worked out, sleep came much easier.