It does something to my brain that I can't handle at times. I think I just told my husband that I would be dead when he got home. I definitely find that I drink more wine since I started. Is this worth it? Is it worth prolonging my life months or maybe a year, just to be miserable and probably certifiably bi-polar? I hate myself at these times and it's like I'm watching from the outside.
I think I'm better off not taking this shit and being happy for as long as I might have left. I think it's time to stop. Nobody needs me around like this. Especially not me, especially not my family.
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