What is it about alcohol that is so appealing to us mere mortals? And don't say the taste... that's the bullshit most alcoholics spout when they're trying to think of something else to say besides "it makes me hammered."

I'm 25 years old. I've been drinking since I was 15, at least that's the furthest back I can remember. I did it for all the usual reasons - I thought it would make me cool, funny, etc. Turns out, it really only makes me look like an ass and make stupid decisions. Not to mention that my liver probably hates the hell out of me at this point.

The consequences fully outweigh the rewards for continuing this behavior. At some point, I will get a DUI. I will make that one poor decision that will get me raped or killed or, even worse, get someone else killed. I don't want that on my conscience.

(Yes, there was a specific event that led to this decision. No, I probably won't discuss it on here. Nothing happened to me or anyone else, but it could have.)

So, aside from the occasional glass of wine with dinner (I can't give up my eiswein just yet), I'm finished with social drinking. As the child of an alcoholic, I couldn't stand it if my daughter's childhood was affected by drinking the way mine was.

Wish me luck.

For those who have stuck with me through this depressing post, I offer the promise that I will write more pruriently soon and here is my cuteness as gift...

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This entry was posted by Mellie, on Monday, March 05, 2007.