After two days after promising myself I wouldnt drink... I drank the last two nights. Only because my best friend keeps buying me beer... I told him that I need to stop drinking but it put him off a bit and now hes like buying me beer to keep going. Damnit, I didnt know he would care so much.
I wanted to stop because my moods have been all over the place since I've been drinking about 3 times a week and I've been more bitchy than keebs... seriously. Today at work when I first came in, I wanted to kill myself 3 times over, then a couple hours later I was fine. I come back from work and my friend brings a 12 pack and wants to hang out and watch a movie. 6 beers later and a shot of vodka and I am lit right now and a little worried because its only a matter of time now before I'll wish I was dead again. I know my friend means the best intentions when he wants to hangout, but I dont think he has any idea what hes really doing to me. I'm a nice guy, and I'll cave easily to some beer with a friend, but from my last experiences of the last month, I need to stop. I've become irritable, depressed, and damn near close to suicidal. I know I've posted some stuff about my depression, whether people want to judge it to be real or not, the fact is, I sometimes can't handle it when I get really down. I don't know what to do, I blame it all on my goddamn indecision problem.