In this reflective blog post, the author grapples with the decision to decline a New Year's Eve invitation due to being in treatment and abstaining from drinking. Despite the financial benefit of not consuming alcohol, the temptation in a drinking environment proves too challenging. On a lighter note, the post includes the etymology of the word "reneg," likely derived from "renegade," exploring its historical roots.
I can’t sleep at night. I can’t sleep in the morning. I can’t sleep during the day. My great-aunt has shit to do. Responsibilities to meet. I get it. I’m in the fucking way. She’s trying her best not to make me feel that way, but it’s just the reality. I went to bed at 11 last night. I’m syncing my Fitbit. It says I got 7.5 hours of sleep with a sleep score of 80. Then why do I feel like shit?! Every fucking morning, I wake up with my head splitting and my eyes swollen and in a…