God I am a big ball of suck.

Why? Why do I feel like someone hit me in the stomach?! Any sane person would think this is a good thing, but it scares the crap out of me this is a drastic change I mean it was a quirk but it was a quirk I kinda liked and in the strangest ways it turned me on. I mean come on I am the biggest mother hen I have ever met it's part of this big bag of crazy I call a personality. He is not crazy drinking was like his only real flaw and now he only has little mini flaws while I'm still over here switching from ecstatic to heartbroken sixteen times a day, I have been crying this whole time and probably will be for another hour till I fall asleep. He loved to drink it was like a hobby god this is gonna sound so selfish but if he is going to stop dealing with one thing he "loves" for what err reason why not keep loving down the bad idea line :'(