Oh, this perception has never been based on reality in any way, but each time my brain says that this time I’ve finally done it. My weirdo friends are lovely and value me as a friend, but I always think it’s only a matter of time until I finally drive them off with my wretchedness, when I drank the night before.

Normally I’m not the most confident person ever, but I’m relatively self-assured and secure in my friendships. Luckily, I don’t get drunk often.