This is like the fourth or perhaps even fifth thread in less than 24 hours where I've mentioned giving up alcohol :P
That. Drinking never did me any good (including the symptom of making me tell myself it was doing me good) and I admittedly still miss the flavour of Jack Daniel's and Coke. That reminds me actually, I never did pay Iceglow half for that bottle of JD we got at the '07 meetup.
Also, I was in a situation almost three years ago where I lived with some housemates, one of whom was a complete twat but liked to BS me about how I was his "best friend" (He saw it as an adequate excuse to talk to me like a piece of. Seriously.) and after several months of being talked out of it by everyone else when I said I wanted to leave, I eventually found a way to make them to throw me out. Socially the collateral damage was terrific and I've never really been able to fix it, especially since a few months later I admitted I was bisexual and realised I'd had feelings for one of the other housemates I'd unfairly involved and taken it out on. It took me a long time to get over it, but the one person I had it in for apparently fell out with the rest of those housemates recently (then ran off with his "disabled" wife to quit his job and live off carer benefits) so it feels justified now.
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