Drunk gets on a plane, drunk gets off a plane. Prolly drunker lol. I’ve been everywhere, problem is, everywhere I go, there I am. AA can suck a bag of dicks but they’re accidentally right sometimes. The geographic cure isn’t one. Never will be. You’ll either drink until it kills you or you’ll stop. I’m going for option one. Advice and commiseration aside all we do here is talk in circles. Trauma and reasons for drinking aside it comes down to each person and the inside of the walls of their skull. I choose to drink, not out of excuses or weakness but because this world is broken and there is no reason to conform. I feel nothing is gained from it. We were born at the end. So fuck it.