i could not resist the brain numbing need for wine. when he returned from work he got some beers and i asked for some wine. it was too late i could not take it back. this morning i left my baby asleep while i took daughter to school, but i had to run home down this huge hill- in flip flops- since he was having to leave for work asap and needed to bath etc....
i ran and jogged down the hill with my flip flops smashing on the concrete... i may even have appeared to be quite healthy but i felt like i was having a heart attack and i was prickly hot and sweaty. the little one was still asleep thank god, but as i returned to normal pace i started to retch and my whole body tried to vomit. the exercise had been to much and yet it was what my body craves but my intestines revolted. i did not get sick, but the nausea was overwhelming.
now i am half a bottle down and dread the morning when i seek clarity and impersonate clarity but infact i am a blind fox chasing my tail.
my doctor is useless, she suggests drawing a line on the bottle. it doesn;t work i tell you.
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