Thanks for replying.
Was just a "good" weekend. Downing a half bottle of vodka in twenty minutes was stupid. "Hair of the dog" turned into a whole coat of the dog, and then some. Distressed by the paranoia.
And now I am just lonely. My best friend tried to kill herself yesterday and through the haze of booze and distance I could barely feel it until this afternoon.
I can't talk to anyone. I can't explain how terrifying the paranoia was. My girlf thinks it was a hangover. Can hangovers even do that?
Sorry I'm whining it's pathetic. How are you? x
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