Life as an alcoholic
Tuesday, 20 September 2011
The stress is going to kill me.
I just got back from a work meeting. I just about had a panic attack walking into the office. I made it through and everything is okay but I'm still so high strung. I need to drink. I can't stop thinking about it. Why won't my hands stop shaking?
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