Yeah, the drink used to help with them. At least, he thought it was the drink. Maybe not. Whatever. He was more than aware that he was increasingly dependent on the alcohol, and frankly? He didn't care. Getting through the day with a drink or in him was better than not getting through it at all.

None of it was his fault? Who the hell does Sam think he;'s kidding?

He sighed heavily. "Not pissed at you for it." Well.... he'd admitted a lot before he'd drunk to pass out last night. Maybe he could just set this little thing straight. "A little jealous, I guess."