Had a fun time yesterday. Don’t remember everything though.. Now I’m back on the couch with a headache. My punishment for getting drunk. Don’t think I did anything crazy so that’s good. My sister said: come back after. That was probably for the best. Being confronted with an empty house that screams his name when I’m drunk.. That’s playing with fire. So I’m here again but got work tonight. Will see how I feel about that. Hopefully better.
When I stay with my family I feel like a burden. That I don’t deserve their help. Especially when I come back drunk. Luckely that doesn’t happen a lot. They say that I’m not so that’s what I try to believe.