I used to always drink to the point of blacking out to escape my depression. I would do that by drinking several large glasses of Jack Daniels.
“There are no atheists in foxholes, eh?”-Keith Jennings from the Omen.
It managed to help with my depression. Unfortunately, I had to cut back on it after being diagnosed with various liver problems.
“There are no atheists in foxholes, eh?”-Keith Jennings from the Omen.
Russell, I don’t hate you, but the decisions you make worry me. Drinking isn’t a cure for depression, and being dependent on it can cause permanent damage to yourself.
My password is password.
You would save lots of money if you just bought a pack of Pritt Sticks instead and just carry one around with you at all times and keep jamming it up your nostril.
Schrodinger's Cat walks into a bar, and doesn't. 