Are You Tired of Saying “Please Gawd. Take Away My Hangover” at 3 a.m.?

Ya, I did too. Here’s what I did instead.

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This is how it went for years.

I would wake up, pleading with the almighty lord, whom I hardly knew, to help me get through the day. I hadn’t slept much, having woken up every hour or so to use the bathroom, wondering why my brain…