I love drinking. Ones that burn going down, the cold beer, the sweet sipping kind, a good mellow red glass of wine.
I don’t like getting shit-faced. It happens way less than in my youth.
It’s been a week since I got too lit. I was drowning some guilt and pouring my heart out to someone I truly respect. It was a top 3 meltdown. I’m not proud, but I think it was needed.
I haven’t had a sip all week. I’ve done this before. I respect drinking, I am a proponent of responsible drinking. My father was a horrendous alcoholic before his stroke gave him a huge reset.
My dad wasn’t an abusive drunk. He would go to the bar after work (he was a machinist in a steel mill).
A 50 year old bachelor married a widow with 4 children and brought an unplanned child (me) into this world. I think he was depressed of the life he made. so he found escape in the bottom of a glass and bottle.
So as I see all the various types of liquor we have in our house, I haven’t touched….and over a half case of beer I bought a week ago…..I feel good that I am not an alcoholic.
I do have trouble knowing when to stop sometimes. (Getting a solid buzz). I too ponder my current life and situation.
I also know now to not drink with someone more depressed than me. Happy hour with a cop who married a psychopath was one of those shit-faced nights.
Tonight my family is planning on having a “drunken game night”. You do shots when you lose a round of any game. Rolling 3’s in Yahtzee, landing on Pay Day in “Life”….for examples of made up punitive drinks.
I am slightly concerned about tonight. I did start only drinking on weekends. That seemed like a good compromise.
So tonight, I think the safest choice is to pour a large glass of Red…and “sip” my punishment shot. Wine is very friendly to me.
I’m proud of my restraint. Last Friday night was a bad one, but I know it had some “reasons” behind it.
I’m also not 25 anymore and cannot slam those drinks down without consequences.
Here’s to getting a little wiser and healthier.
Cheers.