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detroit is a drinking city. filled with a numerous variety of bars, pubs, and clubs, it's an alcoholic's haven. i've imbibed on this fact, so much so in fact, i drank away my last semester at wayne wallowing in my pain of a past relationship. i thought i had gotten away from it after transferring to the tundra i call oakland university however the past never seems to remove so easily and i have succumbed to it much more in the past year than in the seven i've called the d my playground. i'm not very happy about this. i realized last week after a party i'm not having fun anymore when i can't even remember anything except getting waking up from my stupor at the end of the night so i can drive home safely and sobered. my character doesn't allow me to want to need to ask for a place to crash and even more to carry out a facade to my family members i don't have a drinking problem. i don't drink every day or even every week but binging seems to become a common occurrence and there in lies the problem. i've always admitted i have an addictive personality and i really wish i didn't for my own health and sanity, but it's the reality of my genetics and my own adult development. the last thing i would want to be is to become a statistic and cause any undue harm and grief for my loved ones, family, and friends by losing me to something as reckless and irresponsible. i'm not going to have an easy time explaining this to others and while i don't think i have to explain my reasons, people are always going to want explanations from those they're grown close to,. growing is fun right?