I'm not drinking, Omega. And he keeps me from imploding by being a friend. By being supportive. A thing you still haven't learned how to do. But clearly the answer to this is just to listen to what you want.

I won't talk to TC anymore. I won't have a drink every now and then to dull the pain despite my older brother having a standing arrangement to drink with Tex on the weekends where she's free and Epsilon enjoys bars.

I'll stay at home except when I have to go to work or grocery shop or take care of the kids. Not like I have much use for a social life anymore. Guess you were wrong, a few months back, in saying I should get out more. Clearly that was all kinds of a mistake.