C26 no more pity party
I was a walking zombie.
Yesterday, once I reread Rachel's message a thousand times, I called Brandon.
He helped me get drunk, and made sure I came home safely.
And yes I told him everything once I was half drunk.
And let me tell you he didn't pass up the chance to tell me I was an idiot and that he told me so.
But no one could curse me as much as I cursed myself
