Friday

You....fuck off.

Dear Alcohol,

I am finding it very hard to ignore you these days. With the stress and the unusual amount of drunks in my life, all I want to do is give in to your temptations. I know logically that I shouldn't, but have you heard the phrase, "Follow your heart"? If I try and apply that phrase to this situation, then grabbing a nice cold Boh and guzzling the shit out of it would seem, obviously, like the right thing to do.

I have found myself wondering if maybe getting back together with you wouldn't be that harmful. After all, I am a lot more mature than the last time we hooked up. I'm a lot more self-aware and know my limits with everything else I indulge in. The only thing holding me back from letting you back in my life is my marriage. My husband thinks that you and I don't belong together. I understand where he's coming from but come on...lighten up! At least let me try it out. We can all live happily together, I'm sure of it! We just need to give it a chance. Maybe if I just start seeing you on the side, and bring you in slowly, little by little...... No, that won't work.

Ugh, Alcohol, you know I love you but I gotta be real with myself. It will never happen between us again. I just have to admit that. Maybe you should just not contact me anymore. Then I'll find it easier to let go of you.

Take care.

Casey

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