LauraSFO1

Because I liked it. I liked the taste. I liked the high. I liked drifting off and forgetting any problem I was having at the moment. That's it. Once I admitted it wasn't any more complex than that, sure made it easier to quit.

Just me, of course. Everyone is different.

nodrinkingzone

I completely agree!

It's just a shame that no-one else liked me when I had that buzz, or was drifting off, or was screaming and trying to steal fire exit signs and bashing into walls and spewing on people's floors...



I had some really nice nights drinking wine with my partner and watching movies, or our favourite tv shows, or out at gigs etc., but I also had the nights where I couldn't stand her (or myself), where we'd fight purely because she couldn't communicate with me any more and was frustrated, and I would push her buttons just because I could, to see how far I could go... I can't figure out what I liked about that yet, I guess that's the self-pity/insecurity/ego/pride/arrogance aspect of selfish drinking?

hmmm...

Debaucher

For me the realization that my lack of control once I got started wasn't some physical/mental weakness was what made it easier. I can accept that it isn't a matter of will power. No matter how hard I try the overwhelming urge to drink more will derail my attempts to drink like a gentleman.

I might not be a "real acoholic" but I don't want to prove it either.