The minute you argue you lose the moment of issue your fault, the grievance intended taken personally. That’s life every crowd you’re in belong or prove, anywhere you stand out appease be honest or be offended, life is certain in that way no one gets by standing out not belonging or questioned that’s a normal fact of life who are you where are you from what is your status, and peace is absent you once you are punished it’s a matter of belonging so if ever any argument would be made nothing about my life is being high belonging and offending nothing is about my mental health or fighting it only becomes an issue when it’s about proving respects and where you belong, and upon identifying myself the bouncers didn’t flinch but whoever was next to me did and I moved, without a fight means whatever the misunderstanding was was what happened upstairs to make sure I’m not enjoying a crowd and that I was allowed permitted to be present by people communicating out the positive. Nothing os a free ride by argument look demeanor car type whenever you are still you get talked at and that’s to remind you what it feels like to not belong it’s like the anti-racism strength of those who’ve been through discrimination turned on you which only means either you are well adjusted or you seek to complain whays beg the losing hand it’s by what you have and what you’ve said no rhyme scheme or look about it. What’s well isn’t a beat or word scheme it’s arrival to clarity and and look isn’t competition it’s fought to lose is the sequence of provocation it’s fight to lose and lose fighting and provoke losing terms or terms of giving ip or cessation. This is after 3 beers. The solution is found after I don’t commit suicide the disappointment and pain is about what things are not claim fighting so fighting is defense for women scared and it’s until women are not fought or I’m not sick or suicidal is anything solved. When I can’t win is to say I don’t work it’s whoever is forgiven post attacking me is proven understood so why sickness is caused it’s not a fight I can win, so the point is whoever thinks poorly is right and that’s how life works it’s happens as you are it’s not a fight or a proving … lose and you lose proud and ruined … belong and warmed … said wrong wrong there are too many sides I can’t win and giving up means hurt over nothing. #thatsloss —- Drinking is not ruining my life it’s learning how to live life belong because being alone home working everyday was too complicated for people to be okay by so better to be out and connect my face is my face don’t accuse me of beating up myself torturing me alone dramatizing voices – I was sober. Now I’m drinking. I’m honest. What’s the disappointment. I’m not gone stupid or sexual. What’s the problem? And I can’t work now what’s the problem? Love whoever you want wants the problem? Who’s happy ending are you going by and what are the terms. I’m not in charge of terms once I’m hurt. Going back to bar. Because writing after 3 beers is about people thinking I’m drunk. Well you didn’t like me sober at 3,000 online so figure out what you’re unhappy about.