i feel like telling a story. and i'm sure everyone can relate in their own way.

everyone goes through a form of depression it seems like. mine was this last summer. i'm not really sure what brought on besides the obvious things, money issues mostly. regardless, my drinking was absolutely out of control. i wasn't getting drunk every night, but on the weekends, if no one came over, i'd end up drinking anyway...like people were with me. we're talking slamming 19 beers and passing out on the couch. i was just very, very depressed. i didn't want to go out with my friends, basically didn't want to be around anyone. all i wanted to do was stay at home and get drunk. didn't care if anyone came over or not. but then something happened. i met a girl who changed all that. for the first time in a long time i didn't want to get drunk. she made me realize that a. i didn't have to be drunk all the time and b. she actually dug me when i was sober (heh, as hard as that is to believe). in a nutshell, she made, and still does, make me want to be the best i can be. it's kind of weird, i'm going out/hanging out with my friends again, but i'm not getting completely falling-down drunk like i used to. i'll go out and have a couple drinks and that'll be it, i.e. i won't even get a buzz. i guess what i'm trying to say is i'm the happiest i think i've ever been.

more to come.....yeah, i got tons to blog about today.