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My on again off again relationship with alcohol began at a young age. I remember when I was 7, seeing a bottle of rum in the kitchen. I felt a pang of curiosity and decided to make a cup. I didn’t take the normal child entrance of taking a sip and scrunching my face, I went all in and made a cocktail…for the curious, it was rum and coke.
After drinking and feeling indifferent (It is the drink where I default to this day) I laid down and stared at the bottom of the top bunk bed, and my relationship was liquor was born.
Alcohol is a fickle mistress. It leads to a world of fun and disaster. Whether it gives you the confidence to talk to the pretty girl in the corner of the bar or make you think your friends don’t care if you live or die, whatever happens while you drink isn’t boring, even if you don’t remember it.
And so goes my ongoing relationship with the stuff to this day. I drift from drinking everyday, engaging in reckless activity with..well reckless abandon (College!) till that hits a terrible peak(throwing up everywhere) and then off the stuff for a month or two(finding God*).
My latest break came after a best friend’s birthday. He told me that his girlfriend was pregnant and I was the godfather of his first child (AHHHHHH!). All my college friends came into town and then the drinking started. We found a place with a ten-dollar open bar (reckless abandon & rum and coke’s!) and continued from there. The night ended with me and another friend at a bar watching another friend square off against a little person. We left him and went to another bar and had a good time.
I remember nothing after the open bar.
Have you ever drunk so much it turns into a religious experience?Well after I saw the devil, I had to get to God – a hangover that lasted almost 3 days.
That was in March, I didn’t drink until August (A small respite during the 99U conference – just 2 days).
In August, I started back up, starting small and soon ending up in Cabo (not because I drank, but to get drunk) drinking almost 24/7. Now I am back home, finding myself getting back into the same routine, and noticing my dance on the extremes of drinking.
I began this post thinking about solutions to stop drinking but after writing this, I don’t know what my next move is. This is the first time I have written something like this. Sometimes its just good to get it on paper.
From the desk of Adam Thomas 