Drown my Pain in Alcohol

Rachel gave me the key to the car to drive, and I told her I wasn't in a great mood to drive. How could I concentrate if I had driven when a lot had happened within a short period?

All I thought of instantly was to drown my pain with the bottle of Mcdowell's I got. It would help for a while until its effect wears off, but I desperately needed that short span of help.

Rachel started the car and she drove to her house. I helped her take the things she bought into the house, and then I sat down with the bottle of Mcdowell's and poured myself a glass, she didn't unpack what she bought, she instead sat down next to me, watching me take one gulp after another. When I was on the second glass, she held my hands and turned me to face her.

"John, what's the issue?" She asked.

"It's just so complicated to talk about, but I'll be fine," I assured her.