Rehab

What a weird day. I woke up and was immediately hit by a wave of negativity. I just couldn’t stop the harassing thoughts that were fuelling my brain.
I also felt angry at Nina. Looking back at her actions on Sunday night and yesterday, there was a distinct amount of malice. She didn’t want to spread the news that it was a good night out, she wanted people to think I was a complete moron, which I know for sure wasn’t true.
So at work a few random people kept coming up to me and talking about it.
“Ah right, so who told you about it”
“Nina”
I don’t regret trying to hit on Nina while I was pissed….
1. Because it’s nice to live life like you couldn’t give a shit sometimes….it makes you feel rejuvenated
2. Our total conversation time was about an hour
3. Even when I’m drunk I’m completely placid. (That’s placid, not flaccid) I was just mucking about
I don’t feel any drunken shame or anything like that because I know it was all nothing. The only reason she is doing this is to humiliate me and it’s not because she was insulted or embarrassed, it’s because she is a bitch. I could of told you that before Sunday after the way she had been treating me.
I never understood why she had taken such a disliken to me after 1 weird evening shift. We were fine until then.
But it was a strange day. I kept thinking about past decisions.