Responsible Drunk
I may have a problem. I say, I may because I'm just not convinced that I have this problem. I don't want it to be a problem and I dread to think that it might just one day be.I'm also aware that years of alcohol abuse can essentially lead to brain damage and debilitation of various cognitive skills. But see, I'm not abusing it. How could I abuse something I love. My theory is this, if one is in love with alcohol, one should love it responsibly. Period. Those who don't eventually die of cirrhosis of the liver. I will probably die of natural causes, like old age. This week alone, on separate occasion three good friends asked me the same question - 'How do you do it, man? Where do you derive the strength?'. This is bad.
I know they mean well. And I don't take this line of questioning as an insult to my being or an intrusion to whatever I do in private. After all, it is my life. My shit. But it's good to have friends who are concern. This could only mean one thing. That I may have this problem. They see it. Friends don't just ask you this if it wasn't.
So what am I to do? I really don't know. In fact, I don't really want to do anything about it just yet. I'm responsible for my action. Look, I'm a responsible drunk. Seriously. Go ask the guys at 'my place'.
posted by Demented | Saturday, September 23, 2006
4 Comments:
well, so called bad choices and destructive behaviour is really ours to make, and as long as one is willing to bear the consequences, and not hurting those around them (ie. abusive drunks), i think it's fine.
there are too many humans populating mother earth anyway.
AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA.
ok, you know i was just pulling your leg there right?
i like you dave, for what you are, though i'm occasionally concerned about your health. but you're a big boy, so it's really up to you what you want to do.
not for anyone to tell you what choices are wrong anyway. i mean, yeah, i can tell you you're making bad decisions, but i sure as hell can't say, don't. do. it.
i'm not your mother, and at your age, even she shouldn't dictate your actions.
hopefully you'll not die before i do though. i'd be sad to lose a good friend. tee hee.
chienne : im not very proud of some of the things i have done in life. there were bad choices and good ones. but i guess thats what life is all about. choices. believe me there are few that still haunt me to this day. the bad ones, i mean.
irene, rest assured that i wont die before you. i have made a solemn promise that as of january next year i will stop all these vices.
thanks for being concerned and that makes you a good friend.
Really dude, how do you do it mannn? How the hell can you sit in there for 6, 7 hours, alone drinkin'? how the hell do you do it?
jd : i dont know? i seriously dont have a clue. do you think i have a problem?
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