So my brain chemistry is NOT normal in any way shape or form. My metabolism is funky, and my body behaves in strange ways.
For instance, when it comes to alcohol, I'm a light weight. 1 tequila, 2 tequila, 3 tequila, Floor, is a literal phrase for me.
But while I get very drunk VERY fast, I also sober up very, very fast. As in one minute I'm drunk, and then BAM I'm sober. I still feel the alcohol in my system, and wouldn't trust myself to drive, but my drunkenness is just GONE in an instant.
I do not drink very often. Mostly because how I'm going to react at any given time to the alcohol is random. You cannot predict it. I might be a mean drunk one time, and laughing so hard I puke the next time. And there's just no way to predict which will happen. You'd think that if I drink when in a bad mood, that would be a guarantee of me being mean, but no. Tonight, I was NOT in a good mood. And I did a bit more Bacardi than I can strictly handle.
I was WASTED.
One of the side effects, however, of my drinking is that the brain filters that I am already mostly lacking are gone entirely. When I'm sober, I can be very shocking, but I do hold back a LOT more than people realize. Mostly, I hold back what I'm afraid will hurt people's feelings or will push people away from me. Also, my deep and strong feelings for people are held back when sober.
But when drinking? Yeah, watch out. Because you WILL know EXACTLY how I feel about you.
BF, since moving in, has been sleeping on the couch. And mostly, I understand why. Neither of us are used to sleeping with someone else. And I was mostly okay with him sleeping down there. He'd come up, we'd have our fun, and he'd go crash back downstairs. But this tiny part of me was bothered by it, apparently. Bothered enough that while drunk, I told him that him not sleeping with me hurts my feelings, and that while I'm used to being hurt a whole lot, I kinda don't really like being hurt all the time. And yes, those were pretty much my exact words.
Well, it must have got through to him, because he's made a promise that he's really going to try to start sleeping with me. Yay! LOL Not tonight, mostly because I told him that tonight is NOT a good night to start sleeping in the same bed, and he pretty much agreed because he is not quite functional enough to make it up the stairs, and I'm still having the head swimminess from the alcohol.
But tomorrow? I get to sleep in the same bed as my BF. And I'm scared to freaking death. What if I snore too much for him? Not to mention it's hot as heck right now, and the bedroom is upstairs. Yikes!
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