Some might know exactly what I am talking about, where as most have no clue. Either way, most find it stupid and question why. It was over six years ago that I had drank any alcohol; the last time being at a Rocky Horror party where I had more than a little too much. That was the reason I stopped though. Every time I would drink, whether it was a lot or not, I would never get a hangover in the morning. Most would see that as an invitation, but I saw it as a danger: coming from a family of alcoholics. Anyway, I didn’t drink for 6 years (minus a sip at my sisters Wedding in Fiji). However, while I was in Bremen, Germany, a group of us went to a “sports pub” type thing. We actually went a few times. The first time I resisted the urge to drink. It was odd though because they were incouraging me to (I went there for production reasons but it was for a church). The second time, I didn’t fair as well. I gave in and had a drink. After that, we were walking back towards our hotel and Daniel wanted us to try this restaurant, but just for the alcohol: more specifically the wine and desserts. Daniel is a German that works for Willow Creek. Only 5 of us (including him and myself) went with him. I ended up having more to drink. Towards the end of the production outage as I am calling it right now, I drank two more times; specifically because I wanted to hang around one of the girls that went with us on the trip. It was stupid of me because of course everyone on the trip (minus myself) were very religious. I was very aggravated with myself for giving into “peer pressure” when I have fought against it with little struggle.
Then, on Vegan Thanksgiving (Friday before the real Thanksgiving) I gave in and drank there as well. Not nearly the same amount but still drank none the less. I am not afraid of drinking, I am just afraid of what it may lead to in the near future. Well, now I have to start again, and the beginning is always the hardest. *deep inundating sigh*