Styx

Today, a friend said something really insightful to me.  She said that it’s easy for me to “forget” how far I can go (with drinking, staying out, certain other boundaries) when I am around people who need to worry less about those things.  To a point, they’re happy to encourage me; some people are even drawn to my spiral-light.  Then I go past that point, and they can’t follow.  And those who care least don’t wait for me to come back.  This might sound like a pessimistic view to take and in a sense, it is.  But it is nonetheless my experience recently.  I went somewhere my friends couldn’t follow, and the only ones who wanted me back were the ones who hadn’t started the descent with me in the first place.

*When I thought about that, my first instinct was to go on a raging bender.  I’m actually not going to, or at least I’m doing the “when you feel like going on a raging bender, watch Masterchef and think carefully about your calorie consumption” thing, for the next hour or so.

 

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