I'm an occasional drinker. And when I do drink it's not to excess. Before you try to second guess me, I'm not here to preach about the perils of binge drinking, or any of the related issues. I'm interested in another question; namely what is it that alcohol does for you? Does it help you to relax? Does it give you a bit of extra courage? Does it enhance your personality? Well ok, I suppose I can understand, and sometimes we do need to step out of ourselves. I guess what I'm wondering is why it takes alcohol to get you to that point? Or are you a person that drinks to blunt the edges of some deeper pain? Some empty space in your life? Perhaps a disappointment or two? Is it the life jacket you pull over your head at the end of the day? Does the thought of it keep you going through the rough and tumble of it all?
For most of us it's just a harmless indulgence, in which case enjoy and good health. The only note of caution I would strike would be to suggest we stay on guard. Somewhere out there is a line, and it's different for all of us. And once crossed that's when indulgence becomes a need, and the need an obsession, and the obsession an idol. And yes, I have just finished a night shift. And yes, I've spent most of it dealing with people who either ignored or were unaware of their limits. We don't call Friday and Saturday evenings fight night for nothing. By the end of these shifts my empathy levels are rock bottom; battered into submission by the endless procession of violence and disorder. Whether it's a brawl outside a club, or a manic depressive about to jump from a bridge, or a drunken teen slumped in an alleyway choking on her own vomit the cause is usually the same. Too much, too quickly, with too little thought. Is this really what makes a good weekend?