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I've been taking nightly walks again. It's something I did when I was younger to help soothe my mind, but I found lately I've been doing a lot more often. It's a small comfort.
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How much was it before? Not that I'm going to shit on your progress. It's still good.Doing pretty good. Been able to get myself down to a bottle and a half of vodka per day. But now I feel the edge.
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How much was it before? Not that I'm going to shit on your progress. It's still good.
Late night walks are always a pleasure, especially in the summer when the night air is warm but not hot. The world becomes totally different late at night, quiet and peaceful, and you have it all to yourself.I've been taking nightly walks again. It's something I did when I was younger to help soothe my mind, but I found lately I've been doing a lot more often. It's a small comfort.
I'm committed to quitting completely. This is day five.Doing pretty good. Been able to get myself down to a bottle and a half of vodka per day. But now I feel the edge.
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Maybe, but I've currently exceeded a threshold where if I'm not careful I can really injure myself. I have managed to lose a lot of weight in the past - one year I lost 120lbs in six months - but doing that requires a very controlled home environment and self loathing I currently don't haveMaybe you should start getting more fit @Betonhaus? It never hurts, and there are plenty of exercising you can do that don't require a gym membership.
See it as an investment.
Get used to it. It doesn't stop.But why? Why does the shadow of mortality hang over me mocking me?I can't even cling to the idea of my deceased uncle seeing his dead wife again. Every day that passes onto every year I wonder more and more if such a thing is even remotely possible.
Get over yourself.Death follows and mocks me yet again. I just got the call from my mom my uncle died. The old one who was married to my aunt who died almost 3 years ago....well...I guess 3 years of old age alone and the old fella couldn't take it anymore. He went to be with the wife he had spent his whole life with.
But why? Why does the shadow of mortality hang over me mocking me?I can't even cling to the idea of my deceased uncle seeing his dead wife again. Every day that passes onto every year I wonder more and more if such a thing is even remotely possible.
It's not sneed dot today any more. sneed died.From the way you write, you're not even affected by losing this relative, you're not mourning; you're just making it about you on sneed dot today like oh why does the universe vex me so