Alcohol rules!

Yeah, I know it’s horrible for you and it destroys your organs and alcoholism is dangerous and deadly, but I always hate when alcohol itself gets maligned, or spoken of as if it has nothing to offer, when really, there isn’t anything else quite like it.

I’ve cut back a lot now that I’m approaching middle age, and often prefer to indulge in marijuana if I’ve a need for a mood-altering substance, but every now and again I come back to booze and it reminds me why I started drinking in the first place; that warm feeling you get inside as your inhibitions and anxieties evaporate is just, well, intoxicating, for lack of a better word. It’s such an effective social lubricant, and it gets my mind to stop chattering away and just focus on myself and my own happiness like nothing else can.

It just really rubs me the wrong way when it gets dragged like it’s nothing but poison. Like yeah, it IS poison, but that’s part of the trade-off for how utterly magnificent it makes you feel. I almost feel like the “nothing but poison” crowd is just coping because they’re dry and have sour grapes over it. I get it; abstinence is the only way for some. But for me? I’ll happily sacrifice a little bit of my liver’s life bar to get tilted every now and then. Totally worth it.