I went out last night and my clock started over… again.. almost was to 3 weeks. I wanted to be seen. To be heard. To be around people. It’s hard at home. My family is completely torn apart and it hurts me deeply.. I have no friends and all I do is work. I’m saving to move out and have a life of my own. Idk just wanted to be wanted.. today I’m hungover and miserable. Nothing changed. I needed to feel this emptiness and hangover again… drinking doesn’t solve anything. It’s a lie. That good feeling is NOT worth this. I hope and pray this is my last time like this…