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Gross things that I did when I was an alcoholic. Part 4. So if you don't like that, here's your warning. This one's really gross. So I went with my boyfriend to Cancun. We stayed in an all-inclusive, a freaking alcoholics dream. So I was really excited. I really did not hold back on this trip. I was drinking from literal sun up to sun down, getting sloppy drunk every single day. At this time, also I used my medications, like my flipping mood stabilizers, starting to make me very sick. So I was throwing up pretty. I thought it was my meds, but it was because of my drinking. One night while we were in Cancun, it was actually my birthday. I was woken in the middle of the night. I got sick sooooo bad in this hotel room, in this bed sharing with my boyfriend. It woke both of us up by projectile vomiting into the bed, into my hands, on the floor. And we had had hibachi that night. There's chunks and piles of rice like the freaking million drinks I had. It was it was bad. Yeah, you know, throw up. Usually your body warns you before it happens. But for me, so freaking inebriated, drunk and on my sleeping pill I was taking, Seroquel, my body was not waking. So by the time I had, I had already, I had no time to go to the bathroom. I woke up by projectile vomiting. It was everywhere. Freaking crime scene. My boyfriend was pissed because he was like, what the flip? And he went and slept on the couch and I stripped all the sheets off the bed. It was really bad and I was so embarrassed. I went to the bathroom and I ended up like doing the rest of what I, I got everything out and I tried to clean up, but it was the middle of the night. I was so confused and out of it, like, up sick. I was like, oh, I probably have food poisoning. Girl, no. But I had to call the front desk and like, let them know. I didn't really have any other choice, so they brought us up like new linen. But yeah, that was really gross.