The weekend was the time to reward myself. I’d get intoxicated and spend my hard-earned money in nightclubs. In the moment, when I was drunk, I felt great! But this is what my actions were really saying: Look at me! I’m working for hours on end in a job I don’t really like, for someone who doesn’t respect me. Therefore, I’m living for the weekend, to celebrate my freedom and spend my hard-earned cash on overpriced lethal substances that come in fancy bottles.
