I got uber drunk last night; I’m surprised I didn’t get sick. My mom found out, it was kinda obvious though so, there was really nothing to hide any way. She’s sooo sweet, I keeped on babbling on and on, on how I didn’t want to turn out like my dad, and she just kept on saying “you’re a smart girl you know better then to turn out like him.” It made me feel waaay better, but I still have that gut feeling that I will turn out like him. Cause alcoholism runs in the family and I’m next in line. I just hope that as I got my moms smarts, I got my moms non-alcohol part too.
