Every Thing In Moderation
This year I have a making a promise to be a bit less boozy. I can already see people who know me rolling their eyes and laughing. As you may be aware I do like my drink. At various points in my life, I have enjoyed it far too much. As soon as I looked eighteen I went to the pub or the off-licence to get booze. I had the typical underage rights of passage of getting wasted at any opportunity. It did impact my Schooling and had something to do with me failing every O'grade bar one. It did wake me up and the remaining school years were a bit more tempered. I scraped into University and because I had my wild moments earlier I did not go crazy. I have got the steamboats out of my system. Some of my university friends went for it, one or two of them went too far with it and suffered the consequences. I had my moments, but I still managed to keep the boozing down. I left Uni and went to live in Edinburgh with a few of my friends from University.
I would admit that the early '90s living in Edinburgh are still a bit of booze haze for me. Even though I was penniless for most of that time, I still managed to get smashed every week. Looking back on it I even wonder how I managed it. Cheap high strength booze and a diet of pasta and potatoes was the existence. It is no wonder my health was not great around that time. I am sure that during this time I was suffering from mild depression. No money, no job. This led to a rather feckless life, which I am not proud of.
The last year or so has been quite tough for us all. I spent the best part of the year wandering the drink aisle of the local supermarket. It was not uncommon for us to have 1 or 2 bottles of wine every other day. At the weekend I would buy beer and get sozzled in front of the TV. It is so easy to fall into it, and not to feel bad about either. I would qualify this by saying "Well there is not much else to do".
A couple of things have made me pause for thought about this. Last year I found out that a close university friend had passed away. The cause was alcohol abuse. I have had one other friend also suffer the terrible consequence of the disease. It cost them their marriage and job. That friend is getting better and getting the help needed. All this made me pause for thought.
So this year I am going to cut back. Each month is going to be dry for 2 weeks. The following 2 weeks only drink at the weekend. Do not get me wrong I will still have the odd night/special occasion where I can cut loose so to speak. I can never do what one of my brothers did and give up it completely. I like my drink, now in moderation.
Stay safe and healthy.
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