Up, Down And Sideways

First he was tall, dark, and handsome. Then he was blond and funny. Then he was tall and funny. Then I became a serial monogamist. I never found the “right” one. In truth, no matter how many men I went through, my drinking and emotionalism would destroy the relationship. I drank to drown out feelings of loneliness, failure, and resentment. But eventually no amount of drugs or alcohol could kill the pain inside. Finally a drunk driving arrest and ICU visit, followed by a mental hospital stay, convinced me that my way was not going to work.