I don't miss my kids looking at me like I have two heads because they answered the question I am asking them, the previous night. I don't miss waking up to my stomach ulcers feeling like they are searing a hole right through my body. I don't miss the 10 pounds of mush laying all around my gut making me look like an egg in an egg holder. I don't miss the headaches that never seemed to fully go away. I don't miss jonesing for greasy hamburgers to make the hangover go away. I don't miss spending over $300 a month (at least) on poison in a bottle. I don't miss fairly regular anxiety and panic attacks. I don't miss heart palputations. I don't miss starting the new year feeling like I have to completely detox from the holidays.