This story happened when I was around 19-20 years old. I had just broken up with [Mirna](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5mitox/my_first_time_cheating_mff/). I was crushed because I knew it was my fault and it was just at the point where I started truly feeling like the relationship was going somewhere.
I went into a depression where drinking was a daily ritual. I had my own apartment at the time. It was empty except for a couch the old tenants left behind. There was always a half empty bottle of rum on the counter and my fridge consisted of a 2L Coke, mustard, and whichever piece of wild meat I pulled out of the freezer. Vegetables were nowhere to be found. I wasn’t doing well.
One night my brother decided to come to town to visit me. He just got out of a long term relationship as well, so we figured we would be able to cheer each other up.
After he checked into his hotel he came over and picked me up. We went to our local bar district and had some dinner. After dinner we went across the street to one of my favorite pubs. We were sitting at our table drinking and updating each other about our lives. It seems we were both handling the breakups pretty terribly. We decided to step up the drinking.