Back in the beginning, it was like drinking sunshine; it made me feel brighter, warmer, lazier. Gradually, the alcohol broke. It stopped giving me the warmth, the click, the buzz. And started to feel as imperative as oxygen. When I wasn’t drinking, I felt like I was suffocating. When I got the oxygen, I gulped it hungrily, needily. The hardest bit was, I had to obtain the oxygen, while seeming nonchalant about it. Like I didn’t need it.
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