I've been that girl.. who goes into self-destruct mode after a few drinks.

I'm fine after 2-3. Then I just seem to want more, and I can't stop myself. And I spiral downward into this mode that I (now) call self-destruct mode, where after 5 drinks it might as well be 15 more.

I have a great time, I'm told. I'm fun and everyone seems to think so, but then I wake up to bruises/scratches, and people telling ME stories about what I did the night before.

While I never apologize for being who I am, it does suck when you realize you have issues with alcohol and self-control.

I am always a work in progress.