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