I DON'T DRINK. HERE IS WHY.

These are the opinions of someone who did not choose alcohol.

Addiction is hidden somewhere inside the software code of our generation. I don’t know the way out of that maze. I’m only here to point out that it exists.

Alcohol is basically a trigger for your organs to start an enzyme festival. You drink alcohol and suddenly you don’t need mental exercise anymore — your organs start doing CrossFit on your behalf. How? By flooding the system with enzymes.

Every organ begins operating within its own jurisdiction, releasing its own chemical agenda. The brain, of course, tries to conduct this chaotic orchestra like a stressed-out symphony maestro. At first, there’s harmony. A smooth little jazz evening inside the body. But very quickly the harmony collapses and the error program starts. What alcohol creates inside the body is like an orchestra where every instrument is out of tune. The mr. brain eventually declares bankruptcy and resigns from management. Because every organ is shouting at the same time. Each one is releasing its own enzymes simultaneously. Control becomes difficult. Balance and logic filters stop functioning properly. Barriers begin falling one by one.

Brain-to-tongue coordination weakens.

Brain-to-memory distance suddenly expands into another galaxy.

The brain keeps trying to maintain authority until the very last second, but the input data is corrupted. Eventually, the system shuts itself down. You call this 'black out.'

The brain enters shutdown mode, but the body stays active — because the enzymes are still partying. Their clock no longer matches the clock of the waking world. Short sleeps happen. Tiny unconscious crashes. And those fragmented sleeps absolutely destroy the nervous system.

You’re not good, but you’re not terrible either.

You’re not hungry, but you’re not full.

You enter a strange neutral zone. A purgatory-colored energy appears. Orange. Foggy. Flavorless. Like chewing emotional hay. Oh by the way alcoholics usually find “reasonable meals” deeply unreasonable.

So congratulations: can’t sleep properly. can’t eat properly. can’t exercise properly. And now standing before you is a person who is aggressive, depressive, and somehow capable of turning completely meaningless subjects into major world events. Concepts like morality and justice start wandering around unsupervised.

An unhealthy body cannot host a healthy mind. Those two rarely rent apartments in the same building.

And aggressive people… well, you know what aggressive people are capable of.

As for depressed people, good luck trying to cheer them up.

Trying to make meaningless things meaningful will only drain your own energy. Truthfully, for someone who has chosen alcohol, your identity does not matter very much. The chaotic signals coming from alcohol-damaged organs will first affect the alcoholic — and then everyone around them.

So if you are in a serious relationship with an alcoholic, there is one uncomfortable question you should probably ask yourself:

What exactly is the name of your psychological problem?

You might be narcissistic.

You might be borderline.

Addicts and borderlines fit together like a pot and its lid. So… what about you?

I’ve also observed something else in alcoholics:

Until the moment of death, alcohol often remains their first choice.

A woman with throat cancer. Someone asked her, “What would you like in your final moments?”

She answered:

“Vodka.”

Her throat was closed, so they literally opened a tunnel into her stomach with a needle — just to pour vodka into her body one last time.

Imagine that! 

The thing she sacrificed her life to became the thing she wanted beside her at death.

And once again, alcohol won. Alcohol always wins.

You don’t! 

I honestly don’t know many people who drink anymore, because I separated my life from alcoholics a long time ago. Those people and I seems like we're not at the same age. I still look like 'me' and they are  look like 'grandma.'

Nobody around me is alcoholic but sure, we drink occasionally. The last time I drank was three New Year’s Eves ago.

Personally, I believe the greatest beverages on Earth are teas. Every kind of mineral that you need is in the plants. Basicly you just drinkinig regular and miracles are happening. But miracles will not be happen in a day of course. Slowly but surely. Alhocol vs. Tea? Governments knows this answer. That's why this shit is legal. So they can mastering your brain mr. Maestro! 

Why sacrifice your body to alcohol when an entire universe of healing plants exists? Just asking... 

And besides:

“A sound mind lives in a sound body.”