If you aren’t familiar with, nor can you decrypt the exact parameters that might define a Fuggler or delineate it from a Labubu, then I cannot help you. It is simultaneously true that you are safe and I am in fact the one that requires saving. The former of these lifeforms are breeding like quintuply cursed rabbids ‘round our house at present and the situation feels increasingly untethered from any kind of controlled descent into The Chaotic Realms. I can’t even blame it on a usual suspect either because I am entirely to blame and I was totally blindsided by the insane dental factor, specifically where it intersects with the fluff factor. If they weren’t such…unique beauties, they might even be cute and the reverse is a balanced hypothesis.
People talk a lot (and for good reason) about the big changes that sobriety can bring to a person’s life and they’re not wrong. It can change your life and life can be pretty damn good on the daily. Understand me: I’m not saying that sobriety itself is easy. Not in a hundred-thousand years. Sobriety can be hard, really hard and it requires being ready or becoming ready for a change but as an old friend of mine is wont to say, we find our own level and we choose our own hard. What can be easy, is making the decision that this is something one might want for themselves but I don’t think it’s necessarily for the big reasons that you might do it or see apparent in your life, particularly in the all-important immediate reality of a person who may or may not be an addict or have an addictive personality.
It’s in the little things, those little luxuries that suddenly aren’t affordable when you have a monkey on your back
