I got to the point where I was drinking 8 rum and cokes etc. to get to a point of drunk where I might, might, feel happy for like 20-30 minutes, followed by passing out, and hours of feeling horrendous, only to do it again the next day. And I was spending a fuckton on booze. And I was like, the ROI of feeling good vs feeling awful, and trashing my body just is not making sense. What am I doing? And I stopped and never looked back.
I got to the point where I was drinking 8 rum and cokes etc. to get to a point of drunk where I might, might, feel happy for like 20-30 minutes, followed by passing out, and hours of feeling horrendous, only to do it again the next day. And I was spending a fuckton on booze. And I was like, the ROI of feeling good vs feeling awful, and trashing my body just is not making sense. What am I doing? And I stopped and never looked back.