It’s been a long week…

It feels like it should be Friday… you get back from work… you take a shower… you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, it’s depressing… you’re feeling low… you’re feeling fat and ugly… you skip dinner… you go straight for the whisky… a couple of glasses in you break out your pipe and have a smoke… it’s several hours, two thirds of a bottle and a couple of pipes later… you’re just starting to feel buzzed… IT’S ONLY TUESDAY! IT’S TWO A.M.! YOU HAVE TO BE UP FOR WORK IN FOUR HOURS!… your buzz disintegrates… your week now feels about ten days longer… you suddenly realise you’ve just drank and smoked the whisky and tobacco you were saving for Friday night… your week now feels about another ten days longer… you realise it’s not payday for another eight days (28 if you count those extra days)… FUCK! SHIT! PISS!

2018: A Brand New Year

It’s new years day and we’re a little over an hour into 2018, or at least here in the UK we are. 2017 wasn’t an easy year for me, I’m not going to go into detail and I’m not going to make out that I’ve had the worst year in the world, there’s certainly plenty of people who’ve had it much worse than me. That said 2015, 2016 and 2017 have essentially been the 3 worst years of my life, I’ve lost more than I ever thought possible, a large amount of the blame for that lies on my own shoulders and I’ve not dealt with it very well at all. It’s been a dark period for me, but I’m trying to learn from my mistakes and I’m really hoping that this year I’ll start to see some light come back into my life.