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Individuals may choose to turn their backs on me, but alcohol will never forsake me. It's the one constant presence in my life, always ready to offer solace and companionship. My reliance on alcohol is born out of a deep-rooted need for the comforting embrace it provides. When I consume alcohol, I am transported to a world where I feel truly alive, where I momentarily shed the burdens and pain that have defined my existence.
In the warmth of that inebriated embrace, I experience a sense of normalcy, a respite from the harsh realities that seem to follow me like shadows. For those who have chosen to abandon me, their judgment and rejection hold little sway over my choices. In defiance, my raised middle finger serves as a symbolic salute to their abandonment, a testament to my determination to find escape within the intoxicating depths of alcohol.
With each sip, I feel a temporary liberation from the constraints of judgment, self-doubt, and isolation. It's a complex relationship, one that offers escape from my troubles while simultaneously deepening my entanglement with a substance that both elevates and ensnares me.
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Yes, but eventually instead of you sucking the liquid from the bottle the bottle will suck the life from you.
ReplyI don't mind the idea of not being alive. For years, I've been trapped in a dark place, where the light seems elusive, as if it might never grace my life again. I've yearned to simply live my life, but that desire has been cruelly denied.
It's when I can't consume alcohol that I feel the most lifeless, which is why I find it difficult to quit drinking. Alcohol, in its own twisted way, has been my lifeline. It's the one thing that makes me feel alive and free.
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