Life sucks sometimes
Life sucks sometimes By Lina S. I got up from my desk, getting another beer. It was the fourth or fifth. But it felt kind of good. The alcohol dulled the pain. I didn't plan to stop drinking. It still hurts. But I'm not injured. Not physically at least. But my psyche is. I feel lost. I feel bad. It got worse in the last couple of weeks. And I think I reached an unbearable point of that pain. I'm at that point where I realized that I took a turn into a dead-end road and was...