It started like tiredness, then it became stress. She started crying easily. She reduced her make-up to only lipstick. Then she went to the bar one day and ordered a shot. One became two, two became three until her laughs started coming out easy. She danced, went home, showered and dozed off. She woke up lightheaded. But, hey, she didn't cry herself to sleep or think till her head hurt. She had to go back to that bar. And she did. Every evening, she would visit the bar.