Drinkeeeeeeeeee…….

Validation for how I am…. Does not come without it’s trouble or alcohol content.

Bahh hahah I am 8 beers in to a stupor. But alas I am where I am the most honest and open, and Yesss there will be many a typing errors as I am seeing 3 times the keys as what I would normally.

Thank goodness for the dependable effects of the ale.

 

OMG…. OHHHH MYY GOOOODDDDD

Thank you http://www.webmd.com/

Beer is an alcoholic drink.

Beer is used for preventing diseases of the heart and circulatory system, including coronary heart disease, “hardening of the arteries” (atherosclerosis), heart failureheart attack, and stroke. It is also used to reduce the chance of death from heart attack and from another heart condition called ischemic left ventricular (LV) dysfunction.

Beer is also used for preventing decline of thinking skills in later life, Alzheimer’s disease, weak bones (osteoporosis), gallstonestype 2 diabetesheart disease in people with type 2 diabeteskidney stonesprostate cancerbreast cancer, other cancers, and Helicobacter pylori (H. pylori) infection. H. pylori is the bacterium that causes ulcers.

Some people use beer to stimulate the appetite and digestion, and to increase the flow of breast milk.

Without Beer where would we be?

I would be, being dependable as beer has a great effect on my happy persona.

Son: was quite happy to pop thhe top on my next beer; as with every beer, he saw a happier me. This is a terrible shame as I should always portray a happy mum, regardless of my misery and for his benefit I should show that being drunk for relief was not the true pleasure of drinking but being drunk for the giggle was the initial destination.. How dare I project insecurity on him when I am looking towards the escapisms the percentage of alcohol on the bottle will give.

I am sitting here looking at this screen of words…  knowing I have written them but I have a numb face and a smug smile. This is all because I have had wayyyyyy more than the recommended amount of beer for my weight but the more I “google” the bad effects of beer,  the further I fall into the fact that getting drunk at 33 on your own, in your bed room with your mobile phone, laptop and 2 bottles of Corona. IS  IS TOTALLY NORMAL It’s OK.  ( I do need to point out that my kabana boy has now fallen asleep with his night time nappy on, I would feel pretty awful if I just woke him up to crack me another cold one.)

Its distracting none the less that I’m sitting in my PJs BUZZED off my tits:      Yas I am !   With all my pleasure coming from sharing the fact that I’m buzzed off my tits sitting in my sexy PJ shorts with my hair dye stained t-shirt and make up free, pimple face, wrinkled,  yet lifeless zombie: ENJOYING A BEERZONE THE LESS.

This free zombie Is on the brink of a breakthrough. But the breakthrough is that of the pillow, my mad dreams of never ending sleep, copious amount of money and a sex drive only Hugh Hefner would understand. This is a break through I can actually achieve,this with the considerable amounts of alcholl I my system.

# Shout outs are necessary’

Corona for making a beer that if you have run out of lime you can still continue to drink it.

For children that do not question, but see that goodness within you no matter what.

To webMD for they are always accurate and honest description of all aliments.

 

BTW this is my JAM

 

 

About Veronica

I am Veronica and I am a long-suffering broken, depressed, medicated, extremely sarcastic bipolar person. I was diagnosed many years ago however the bipolar diagnosis was first conveyed when I was around eight years old. I have BPD2 (Bipolar Disorder 2) and PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) and recently its been said I can add Borderline Personality Disorder. My new favorite diagnosis at present is TRD which sounds a little better that Treatment Resistant Depression. I have had Electroconvulsive Therapy a few times. *There is content in here which can trigger many things. I had considered writing something a very long time ago, but have so many depressive episodes I lose myself and then have to climb the wall again. I have beautiful manic episodes where there is no more reasoning with the other me and everything is fun and fast and free. They never end well; but in those moments life is exceptional. This blog is my way of working through my head. I love to write, I have boxes full of my words, in notebooks that have stories, poetry, pain, madness from within. It is mine. I write with hope that it will be read and connect with someone. I will listen to you if you need an ear, *I will always apply credit to another writers work if I am to use it. Only read if you wish. I welcome your comments and encouragements however I would appreciate that you are mindful that this is a public blog, which might be read by families and children and I would ask that you keep your replies to a “G” rated with a helpful rather than destructive tone. Sincerely Veronica - A work in progress!

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