Shane's Perspective
I drank through fall, winter, and spring.
There wasn't a day that I wasn't intoxicated.
I was used to the feeling of worthlessness by now.
My family didn't give a fuck.
And my friends...well they don't exist.
But today was different than what was almost the last year.
I had run out of alcohol.
I had run out of money.
Life had run out of purpose.
