I am abusing alcohol again. I can't seem to function in a "normal" life. I'm fine when I work in the war zone. It's when I'm back in Kiev that things fall apart and I realize I am an empty shell. I have three days off this weekend. Days that normal people would spend seeing friends and doing whatever it is that normal people do. But I have no friends, I feel close to no one, and I don't feel I have any purpose when I wake up in the morning. Being away from the war zone makes me all too aware of this and I end up drinking. A lot of people say they drink to numb feelings, but I drink to feel. I keep thinking I've already lived enough; I've experienced more in my 30 years than many people have in their entire lives. I'm tired. I don't see things getting better. I think I'm all out of fuel.