Getting Flattened

Still depressed, I went to school where I was promptly made to watch a documentary about 4 people at end-stages of alcoholism; they were dying.  I was either those people (the words coming out of their mouths were my own, and I had begun a physical decline by the time I quit), or was/am friends with them.  I’ve lost friends who couldn’t stop drinking or drugging, or those who died after many years sober due to lingering physiological damage sustained during years of drinking.  I had to watch this video, deal with my personal reactions, then listen to my classmates’ shocked responses.


Then I came home and began my readings for another class.  These centered on rape.

More fun.

It’s time to watch football, I think, while there’s still something left of me.

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2 Responses to Getting Flattened

  1. Leah says:

    I am so sorry you have to relive these experiences; that’s so brutal. You’re such a brave woman though! I hope you’re reminded how strong you truly are to have gotten through such difficult ordeals throughout your life. You’re amazing, girl. (HUGS)

  2. Aravis says:

    Thank-you, Leah. The same can be said of you *hug*

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