The very first day I tasted alcohol reminded me of how I always bragged as a kid never to take alcohol because I had seen it disgrace people. There was a banker very close to my house who drank a lot back then, and a weekend wouldn't pass without him displaying some drama; he would embarrass himself, and it made me develop a hatred for alcohol. I barely associated with anyone who drank alcohol back then because I didn't want to be influenced, but as I grew up, a lot changed.
Life was so difficult at a point, and depression kicked in. Sharing my struggles with people was the last thing on my mind because I didn't want to be seen as a weakling, so I bottled things up even though the pressure was high. Sleeping became difficult, and I had to depend on alcohol for some rest time. It was really effective on me because my alcohol tolerance is low, so it would always knock me out after a few sips.
It would help me sleep, but I always woke up with a slight headache, and I prefer that to staying up throughout the night.
Not giving up made me find a way out of my challenges, and I thought it would be the end of my engagement to alcohol, but I was wrong. I am definitely not an addict, but I do crave alcohol and do not hesitate to go for it, especially on weekends, just in case it would affect me.
My bond with alcohol didn't improve, but my alcohol tolerance did. The same quantity of alcohol that would knock me out before stopped affecting me, and I started doubling my intake.
I had one rule, which is never to drink outside just to prevent people from taking pictures or recording my videos, just in case I mess up, and the day I broke this rule didn't end well. I was fortunate it didn't happen during the day because a lot of people would have noticed me in the neighborhood. I was invited to a birthday party by a friend and was offered alcohol.
The thought of not drinking it crossed my mind immediately, but after the first sip, I couldn't resist the sweetness of the alcohol given to me. I checked the name again, and it wasn't a familiar brand.
With the sweetness, I told myself that the drink wouldn't affect me and just went on drinking. I finished a whole bottle and didn't feel anything; I would have taken another bottle if I was offered more.
Finally, it was time to leave the event with my friend, and immediately I stood from the chair. The whole world spinbed, and I almost fell. I sat back and relaxed for some minutes before embarking on the trip home.
I was supposed to take a bike home, but that didn't cross my mind, and I just went on trekking, falling into potholes that weren't there. I got home and went to sleep immediately. The next day was hell because my head ached until late in the evening.
After that experience, I stopped taking alcohol outdoors because things might get messy for me.
Over the years, I have explored different brands of alcohol and had to settle on Desperado. It turned out to be my favorite drink because of the touch of tequila in it. The taste is smooth and well blended as well.
I enjoy the drink with Suya or spicy cowskin; this drink always takes me to a whole new level whenever I have it. I eventually learned that alcohol isn't the problem, and it's the consumers who can't control themselves around it.
Lack of self-control is what leads to addiction, and the consequences aren't always good. Too much of everything, not just alcohol, is bad, and understanding this has made it easy for me to always caution myself when drinking.
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