In the last year of his life, someone was asked "Do you have any regrets?"; to which he responded: "I regret the extra drinks". Said he and his deeply troubled liver..............
I hate alcohol. Today anyway. I hate it. I drink it now and then, but I can't stand what it does to people I love. And by extension, what it does to me. So screw it - I just hate the stuff. If there were a Temperance League out there today, I'd probably be a card-carrying member.
As a friend says: "There you have it". Truth be told.
Since I will get an "F" in Alanon today, I should apologize or moderate the statements, or talk about detachment, or it's a disease, or there's a genetic predisposition, or they each find their own way to sobriety (or not), or we need to support them, or how to set boundaries while still loving them, or I tend to overreact, or leave room for the exceptions to the rule - all that annoying, mature, compassionate crap. But not today; today I just hate alcohol. We all have moments when we simply don't feel like being politically correct or thoughtful or moderate or even knowledgeable. But now, sometimes, it seems the SCA survival gives me permission to give in to those days - to go ahead and have a little old rant like this one. In other words - screw it. I don't feel like being sensible or gentle or mature - I just hate the stuff.
In my early days in Alanon, an experienced friend was talking with a very distraught newcomer. The newbie was worrying herself sick over future romantic possibilities after she divorced her active alcoholic husband. She said: "I am so worried I will fall for another one - how will I be able to tell if a man is an alcoholic?"
And my friend responded:
"Oh, that is very, very easy for me. If I am in any way attracted to him, he is an alcoholic."
So there you have it. Even I get tired of myself from time to time. So I know how you feel.