Last night
I'm not one for journals but here we go.. on Friday (1/16) I decided to leave my friends to walk this girl home. Well nothing happened but I got lost therefore I had to call my friends to pick me up. We hung out and it was very chill with just the four four of us. Well one of my friends had a problem with these two guys and I try and help her out but I think out of my love for her I made it worse. the next day with the same friends plus a few more we had a little sober party at the same place. Feeling kind of left out being the only realistically single person their I got depressed very early on, before people came over. We'll like the true idiot I am I decided to drink when I was depressed... stupid stupid stupid.. Well of course I said some things I didn't mean. acted a way I never should of, got emotional, started thinking crazy things, and ebded up storming out. As ashamed and embarrassed at myself as I am I still can't help wondering if My friends will ever look at me the same again. I feel like I somehow ******** everything up for everybody.. I am almost afraid to show my face at all anymore. I'm never drinking again (I hope). I was so tipsy, emotional mood swinging and jittery that when it was finally all over and I was home safely I heard a noise in my fridge, I opened the door and I swear to god I saw my box of taquitos move, so freaked out I literally thought a creature was in their and id under my blnkets all night >_< .. never drink while depressed.. EVER! I love all my friends Peace!
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