>>Sometimes you wonder how many times you can fake it. You keep wanting to, through some genetic instinct. And then at some point you just feel bareft and alone, some cosmic jokes.
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>>Denise was right. I'm already in hell. I'm just snivvelingly trying to move my way up in hell.
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>Time to try an in-house detox/rehabilation center?

Allie left the dogs out when she went off to class. Butch is barking to be let in. She is my favorite, as both my daughters have accurately identified. Downstairs to let them in and freshen my drink. Wondering You wonder about all things at the end.

It's just not the drinking. Something has always seemed out of step for me with the things with everyday life, even when I thought I was going along normally.

Thanks to Tamar.

Am I really sinking? We as readers become accustomed to the happy ending.

Bang.