go ahead and bury me
I don't have to have alcohol. I like it, sure. I don't like being drunk. I do not have to be drunk or even tipsy to have fun. It very obviously makes me more talkative, but that doesn't mean I'm having a better time than I would have without it. I do not plan to go out only to drink and think the night sucks if I can't.
I can count the people I know who feel the same on one hand. These people are also those who I may not talk to often but feel closest to. They are people I can leave for years or months and come back to and find the same easy comfort and friendship.
I just lost one. We were out with a larger group and suddenly I hear something to the effect of, "That sucks that she's going out and won't be able to drink. Well, if it was my birthday and I couldn't drink I'd be upset."
It's larger than this one issue. And it feels like I've been watching this coming with dread for some time now, in the form of smaller changes that I convinced myself were just a phase. I just didn't want to face it.
I still don't want to face it. It's going to be one ugly showdown.
I can count the people I know who feel the same on one hand. These people are also those who I may not talk to often but feel closest to. They are people I can leave for years or months and come back to and find the same easy comfort and friendship.
I just lost one. We were out with a larger group and suddenly I hear something to the effect of, "That sucks that she's going out and won't be able to drink. Well, if it was my birthday and I couldn't drink I'd be upset."
It's larger than this one issue. And it feels like I've been watching this coming with dread for some time now, in the form of smaller changes that I convinced myself were just a phase. I just didn't want to face it.
I still don't want to face it. It's going to be one ugly showdown.