Alcohol has become my enemy. I think it's seriously time to put the booze down. The occasional beer being fine, especially on vacations. My tolerance just isn't the same and I'm doing more damage to myself then I actually thought I ever would.
I hate living at home with my parents. Alcohol was a solution to make it easier me being here. But now that I am blacking out more and having to blow into the breathalizer to start my car, it's just not worth it.
Oh, I dont take laxatives anymore. Those are bad. I quit that about a year ago when I realized that it was doing more harm to the people I love the most.
I'm pretty sure Josh hates me.
I keep having flashbacks of times when we were together. Just little moments in time that make me really happy. And then make me really sad and angry all over again.
Sometimes, I think I need to move away. Like I really wanna go somewhere far, maybe Portland, California, Canada. Who knows if it will ever even happen.
But for now, I think I'm going to start a kick boxing class. Or get a gym membership again or something.
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