I cannot keep doing this

Sup Fucks.

Yall all know this all too familiar sequence im bout to break down.

Pass out drunk thinking you drank enough to maybe sleep a full 8 hours (LOL at that optimism) wake up somewhere between 3-5 am sick as a dog.

Die basically until the gas station or liquor store opens.

Rush away nauseous and withdrawing to get your fix.

get back, try to choke the first shooter down with a shaky hand and then immediately exorcist style puke it back up into the sink.

you a feel a lil better though and your lady (who is in rehab) has a day pass today and will be very pissed if your sick, she's cool with you drinkin around her, tough cookie she is (which i still feel bad for but have to do) and she just want to have a good day so you better get yourself right.

attempt to drunken math quantify exactly how much you'll need /if you'll need to sip and suffer or get more before she comes over.

Thats how alot of my days start, Im sure if your in this sub yours tooo to some degree.

I am STILL waiting to get into a long term rehab myself, and truthfully i dont got another year like this left in me. Tired, beaten and broken down and very sick pretty much always.

Let the rehab angels whisk me away soon or for gods sake somebody take this dog out back and just fuckin put one in my dome already.

Chairs, beeyotches.