Thanks for asking, but that experience doesn’t exist for me. After more than 50 years on this planet, I still haven’t tasted alcohol, nor am I interested to ever try it. My father lived over 70 years and didn’t try it either. It’s fine if others drink around me, but it’s just not for me.
That would be the result of generations of alcoholism in our family, with scores of people dying in their 40s from extreme alcohol abuse. I know I inherited that addiction gene, so I’m not going to test it. I don’t like the smell of alcohol either. And I like being in full control at all times without the slightest dulling of my senses. I know, it’s weird, but that’s me.
It also didn’t help that I lost many friends in college, actually dozens, who died in the prime of their lives because they did something stupid under the influence of alcohol that they would have never done otherwise. I had to see the gut-wrenching grief of their parents at each funeral and that really discouraged me from drinking. I also thrive on being different from everyone else in every aspect of my life! I hate following the crowd. I never want to be a sheep. If everyone around me is doing something, I’m probably not going to do it. I relish being the contrarian! I was proud of myself for attending many college parties with friends and being the only one who avoided temptation, proving to myself that I could be extremely disciplined.
But genetics are certainly the primary reason for my decision.
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