zeptember

I really need another crutch for awhile so I don’t keep going back to alcohol when I’m stressed out.
I went to the club alone last night to see Front Line Assembly in concert, and I got there right after doors opened so I could also see my friend play in Deathline International.

Once I was at the club, I ended up seeing five people that I’ve known for years, and three I’ve met recently, and I talked with each anywhere from a few seconds to a few minutes, but was largely left on my own for much of the night.

Except for some creepy guy who kept following me around and trying to make conversation. I finally got away from him when Front Line Assembly came on, because I went into the pit.

The pit itself was mild - mostly people just doing the stompy dance and accidentally crashing into each other. Sometimes it would ramp up to full on pit, but for the most part, it was under control.

Anyway, because I was on my own, I felt socially phobic again. I ordered a drink to loosen up. And then someone bought me another drink. So I got tipsy but not drunk, but still. I drank and that’s bad for me and I have to stop.

I think I’ll try and get some lorazepam from the doctor, now that I have domestic partner health insurance again. We’ll see…