Binge-able in What's Happening

  • Dec. 1, 2019, 7:11 p.m.
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I woke up this morning expecting to be hungover, but instead I felt fine. I thought to myself “This is weird, I already planned my entire day around being hungover.”

It was 6:00am and I couldn’t get back to sleep. I decided to just carry on with my day as if I was hungover. Usually when I’m hungover I get something heavy for breakfast. I stopped at Mc Donald’s and ordered some food. It didn’t feel the same though. I was too coherent. The menu was too vibrant and easy to read. It wasn’t the same.

Nothing felt right about the situation. When I was waiting at the pick-up window it was taking an unusually long time and the lady was like “I’m sorry can you please pull to the side and wait for your order?” I was like “Uhh, okay.” I glanced in my rear-view mirror and there was no one even behind me. How long is this transaction going to take? No one else is even in line, I thought to myself.

I pulled over and was waiting there for my order, but I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to be doing something else. I didn’t know the protocol for the pull over and wait for your order scenario. I was thinking Sooo is this girl going to walk my order all the way out of the building and hand it to me instead of just handing it to me through the window?

This kinda shit never happens to me when I’m actually hungover, I thought. I thought about driving off without my order and making a better decision for breakfast. I know I already paid, but I do stuff like that sometimes. She finally came out with it. It was disappointing to say the least.


I have to make a new rule (effective immediately): No more drinking when I’m at my own residence.

Ever.

I can’t be trusted when I’m under my own roof. I will drink any amount of alcohol I have available if I bring it in the house. I’m good if I’m anywhere else, but I really let loose when I’m home. I drank an entire 750ml bottle of vodka in one sitting on Friday.

Come to think of it, I’m the same with food and pretty much anything else that is binge-able. I have some sort of binge disorder. Is that a real thing? I’m sure it has something to do with anxiety. Anxiety seems to be the nucleus of a lot of different mental disorders.

Anyway, I’m done drinking for now unless I’m out with my friends or at some sort of event where other people are drinking.


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