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My life (Drunk AS Fuck)!

Honestly I’m kinda happy and I have more of a plan than I’ve ever had. It is safe and healthy but there are a few thoughts i always seem to fallback on: I wonder if it is what I am expected to live with or if it’s a real problem. It worries me because my instinct has lead me pretty greatly when leading my decisions thus far. I just am so content with what’s going on, and the alternative is so beyond possible it hurts a little. That is why I think I think about so often: there was never any closure or real problem to really blame it on. I love my woman beyond my own understanding of the emotion and feeling however there is still that thought and I guess it worries me. Otherwise everything has been going so much better than what wed planned. It comes to me forcing myself to be drunk to be able to talk about this shit but I guess it’s really what ever.