Oof I am lucky I escaped during my days heavier drinking. Pressure in life- made it an easy coping mechanism against crippling poverty and financial insecurity with the responsibilities of raising a child.

I did that well- I stayed up ten toes down. But it wasn’t healthy of me. And eventually I get tired of the ick of it all. The nauseating smell that perforates from your lungs that is sour and acidic… the dry bristles of your tongue sticking to the rough of your mouth… feeling like a tide pool that be drying out that has rough carpeting as a surface…

The headache… or the lack of feeling anything in my head at all. Or the sensory overload of bright sunlight and loud traffic… or the lack of sensorium and being dazed by a busy night.

I still celebrate now and again. But my relationship with alcohol was unhealthy at one point. Luckily just never became an alcoholic (too hard to be one to be honest- liqour taste like shit and just you begin to feel the strain after a few weeks on your body) - you become sluggish, you gain weight, you don’t sleep as well, you’re nutrients get sapped.

There is nothing good about it, when you drink make sure you drink water- eat some eggs (tellin you, this shit is packed with b vitamins, it will insulate some of the blow alcohol has on your body- it won’t make it harmless but at least it will reduce the damage it does to your nervous system) and get to bed get 8-10 hours of sleep.