
I don’t remember when drinking stopped being a choice and started being the only thing.
There wasn’t a single day where I crossed some obvious line. It just… happened. One day it was a few beers after work. Then it was a few before work. Now it’s the first thing I think about when I open my eyes, before I even register what day it is.
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