I was having a pretty good time here at werk tonight till just now... had to deal with a special type of drunk/high customer that reminded me of my sister, Beth.
It was that very special "I'm drunk right now and nobody knows it! I'm really getting away with this" type of being drunk that always makes me very, very tense. Lady, I can TELL you're drunk. You're laughing to hard and too easy at everything you say, and I can practically smell it on your breath from HERE, over the phones.
Beth is a really great/fun/talented person when she's sober. She's artistic, spiritualistic, funny, kind... everything a person SHOULD be. But when she gets drunk, she's just too... I can't even describe it. It's like her entire life (and everybody else's) has to come to a halt so she can tell us that she's offended we would think she's drunk.
When she shows up at my door at 8-in-the-morning all rosy-cheeked and bubbly saying "Hey there, baby-bro! Let's make some PANCAKES!", I know she's drunk. And I know I have to deal with her being drunk and trying to hide it from us. ANd it just really, really hurts.
No idea why this hit me so hard all of a sudden... guess I've been too happy lately? Guess that Manic-pendulum needed to swing back towards the depressive side? I dunno.
But I'm bummed-out :(
It was that very special "I'm drunk right now and nobody knows it! I'm really getting away with this" type of being drunk that always makes me very, very tense. Lady, I can TELL you're drunk. You're laughing to hard and too easy at everything you say, and I can practically smell it on your breath from HERE, over the phones.
Beth is a really great/fun/talented person when she's sober. She's artistic, spiritualistic, funny, kind... everything a person SHOULD be. But when she gets drunk, she's just too... I can't even describe it. It's like her entire life (and everybody else's) has to come to a halt so she can tell us that she's offended we would think she's drunk.
When she shows up at my door at 8-in-the-morning all rosy-cheeked and bubbly saying "Hey there, baby-bro! Let's make some PANCAKES!", I know she's drunk. And I know I have to deal with her being drunk and trying to hide it from us. ANd it just really, really hurts.
No idea why this hit me so hard all of a sudden... guess I've been too happy lately? Guess that Manic-pendulum needed to swing back towards the depressive side? I dunno.
But I'm bummed-out :(
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Date: 2007-02-11 06:39 am (UTC)my dad drinks far too much, and sometimes it's hard when he does it and comes around my little nieces and nephews... and I only see him now a few days a month when I go visit.
hard to see family hurting themselves, then it hurts you.
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Date: 2007-02-11 07:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-11 06:46 am (UTC)It’s okay to love them and mourn the person they are when they're sober but aren't when they are under the influence.
You taught me that.
I’ve been trying to take the good and let the bad go. Like the niece got arrested last week, and next week her mother’s boyfriend plans to ask her mother to marry him. (He called my parents today to ask for their permission to ask Kim to marry him. Sweet huh.)
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Date: 2007-02-11 07:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-11 07:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-11 07:26 am (UTC)