I Finally Hit Rock Bottom
I never thought this could happen to me. This isn’t a pity party, by the way. Just some rambling. I guess to document things and maybe not feel alone.
At the time of writing this, I’ve basically lost everything. I have almost no family to speak to, no friends, no coworkers. I’m essentially out of money, but I have food to eat, so its not so bad.
Its me and my cat, Oatmeal. At least he likes me.
The past 6 or 7 years have been mostly downhill for me. And I have no one to blame but myself. I have ruined and lost countless relationships and friendships, gained lots of money and lost lots of money. A lot of this has to do with alcohol and addiction. But like I said, I have no one to blame but myself.
I used to be a person who almost thought you couldn’t even really be addicted to things, besides maybe like meth and heroin. But addiction is a very real thing.
Honestly, I’m not sure why I started writing this tonight, but I think I’ve officially hit my rock bottom. Maybe one day I can help someone in a similar situation.
I sat down a few minutes ago and wrote in a journal, its something that I always tell myself I’m going to do but never actually do it. I did it because who else will listen? And after writing a few pages to myself, I thought maybe all of this actually happened…
