When I first started with my depression I got into a drinking habit. It wasn't everyday but sometimes it felt right to numb myself with alcohol. It got to a point where it changed my attitude I just wanted to fell like a bad girl. I got into smoking vapes even though I have asthma. I did a little of research to see if smoking would kill me. All I wanted was to feel free. I even tried poppers once with my friend and brother. I was able to stop the drinking last year when my mom got covid I just wanted to fix my life. I felt broken and damaged. But after 8 months of not drinking I did it again just a few more times. But I had to tell myself to stop and I did yet it's so hard. Yesterday was one of those days I felt numb and alone I want to drink so bad. It was never like an addiction or maybe it is but I want out sometimes. I want to run away. I want to drink so much that I won't remember myself. I want to smoke and find anything to remove myself from this life I have. I have been tempted to drink and my brother drinks so often I sometimes wish I could be like that too. Right now one of my friends is going through depression and I would gladly join in this drinking moment she is going through but I have been avoiding her and my other friend. The thing is that the one that is there for her was there for me and sometimes made drinking such an easy way out and it is upsetting. I wish my friend wouldn't make drinking the only answer to get rid of depression or sadness. Is she forcing us to numb the pain or are we that damaged we don't see it as a bad thing?
But I said one addiction at a time. I will stop and get on the right path