Today at work she was extremely apologetic and distraught and obviously felt terrible. She had mixed large doses of alcohol and taken double her dose of mood meds and she lost control. She didn’t even remember half the shit she said. I guess it all started because some of the cashiers were making fun of her for being a cougar (referring to how close we are with her being 17 years or so older than me, but I’m only 23 so it’s not like she’s an old lady) and when she got in that state all the sudden she retroactively got mad about it and for some reason lost the comprehension that they were just teasing and that nobody actually has malicious intent about it and because she was so out of her mind just started spouting ridiculous shit about her irrational feelings on it. Considering how she’s unwaveringly been there for me for three years, especially when I went through detox, I reluctantly told her I would forgive her and pretend it didn’t happen if she would quit drinking. She agreed. (somewhat hypocritical of me, but I never told anybody I wished they were dead when I got drunk)