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Highest Rankings:
#1 in Xanax
#8 in Parental Abuse
18+ This story does contain mature topics.
Some topics make be triggering.
Sierra Marks grew up sad and depressed while being raised by her drunk father after...
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~ Wednesday ~ ✿
The morning after the football game. I actually woke up in a good mood. I ate breakfast and manic cleaned the whole house.
Then I got bored, so I drank the rest of the day. Until I passed out in my shower covered in my own throw up.
When I woke up Sunday morning I couldn't even get up off the shower floor. My body hurt so bad and I had to lay there covered in puke, with a horrible hangover. And the smell made me want to puke again.
I cried the whole time.
Then I was finally able to push myself off the floor to turn the shower on. And I just kept crying.
So now I'm trying to avoid everyone. Because I want to quit drinking again.
I just can't do it anymore.
I feel bad for lying to everyone.
And I don't want to wake up like that again.
I threw up all day Sunday. Every time I threw up I'd drink some water, and then I'd throw it back up.
I know it sounds stupid, but I hate dry heaving. So I'd rather have something to throw up instead of dry heaving all day.
After I finally stopped throwing up, I forced myself to take another shower, and go to bed.
Then I slept for 18 hours straight.
When I woke up and it was Monday and already dark outside. So I just stayed in bed.
And I haven't gotten up since.
I missed school yesterday because I couldn't physically get myself to get out of bed.
I felt so defeated.
I've hardly slept since then, just a few hours here and there. I mostly just stare at the ceiling. Or look out the window near my bed.
I finally fell asleep around 10:30 last night after laying in bed all day, well that was the last time I read the clock anyway. I'm not really sure when I fell asleep.
And I'm not even sure when I woke up this morning. I haven't even opened my eyes yet to look at the clock.
I just let the thoughts back in to my head. Until everything went dark.
