Really in a messy place right now, thought I was at peace but no.
I caused great upset and mental scarring to a bunch of new flat mates I thought were lifelong friends for some obscure reason. I never meant to do this and I was incredibly drunk at the time. I was forced to leave this flat, although 50% of the flat mates were willing to give me another chance and I still speak to those guys now. The rest thought I should leave for my own good. I have spoken to these since but still hold something against them. The new flatmates could not be better. These guys are lifelong friends. But still I find myself haunted by the past. Next year I have to choose friends to live with. Several of the old flat mates have expressed interest in living with me, and so have some of the new ones. Thing is I never expressed what I did to these new guys, and when I told some of my oldest friends from home, I got ridiculed or 'bantered' on occasion about it. This really hurt and is probably what causes me to recite lyrics on Fb when plastered. I think I may at times just get shitfaced to feel 'good'.
What really got to me is tonight, when one of the guys from the old flat told me my handwritten, very emotional, apology letter was pinned to the fridge. I just had the sense of being a lesser human, and the things they probably say about me to the new guy everyday.
I am a guy who believes in positive thinking and 'Carpe Diem', Neurons 'Fire together, wire together' and 'Mind over matter'. But still I find myself in this cesspool, considering trying various drugs and a strange obsession with very depressing movies.
Think I've lost it again.
But when I'm sober I will find strength. And will probably wish this was never posted and delete it.
But they say a drunk man's ramblings are a sober mans thoughts or somink.
Matt...