Oh…
That weird feeling when you recognize someone from another thread and it’s kind of awkward.
Like meeting your priest at an AA meeting, is standing behind your boss in the supermarket.
Anyways, there’s always alcohol free bears? And cocktails? Not entirely the same but kinda there?
I like the taste of beer but don’t drink so I pop an alcohol free once in a while.
Anyways, you really don’t want to mess around with alcohol in your case. I’ve seen some amazing people get serious mental illness, and after they’re put on the heavy duty psychotics, it’s just… lights out. Like there’s no spark in the eyes. It’s like looking at a facsimile of an awesome human being you knew.
As someone who also missed out on fun and partying through a good part of my “formative years”… In a decade, you’re not going to feel like you missed out.
Getting plastered is fun when you’re 18, but I guarantee you nobody gets to 30 and goes: “Fuck… I really wish I got more hammered when I was 24. If only I had woken up more times with a raging hangover in a strangers bedroom, swallowing my shame and regret over bad sex and awkwardly stumbled out, I would have been a much happier person today!”
And hey. As that gay Christian your pastor always used to say: “You don’t need to drink to have a good time!”
Hello Officer o7
Yeah, my boss has been sober since before I was born, and he usually gets an alcohol free one... if they make ones that taste alright I'll look into it.
I always had a lot of difficulty not getting hammered when I'd drink, so I feel kind of relieved to be done with the "oh god what did I do last night" feeling. It's just I'm going to miss the fun things like getting drunk and getting baptized in a weird religion, or getting drunk and going to a battle for middle earth LAN party, getting drunk with a bunch of board gaming Norwegians, etc. It's such an easy way to make interesting things happen? But I guess much more of the time, I'd just get drunk with friends, lose the game we were playing, and go to sleep early or something.
Like I said, I had a lot a trouble regulating how much I drank, but drinking at all was pretty infrequent, so I never really expected to ever totally quit? But what happened has just opened my eyes to a new realm of horror that's possible, so I'm not even questioning whether or not to quit. I think I'm just too scared of losing my mind to ever touch alcohol or any substance again? Although aside from alcohol, I've tried THC and mushrooms once each, and they were both this year. I guess that's what precipitated this mess. I made it through all of undergrad not touching anything, but I guess I decided that since they were legalized here, it was safe? But apparently not for me.
Antipsychotics are terrifying. Almost as terrifying as schizophrenia, but both just seem like living hell. Since what happened, I've been getting as much sleep as possible, running a lot, and eating more nutritionally... I just don't want my brain to fail. It's just so fucking scary, it's made me more risk-averse in other areas... like re: the other thread.
I expect that like you said, soon I won't miss it at all. And uh, even if I do, the alternative is bad, bad news.