The concept of which i find impossible to get my head round.  Pouring tedious amounts of alcohol down your neck in the name of having a good time. In fact, such a good time that you won’t be able to remember it the next morning, a morning which you’ll feel like you’re lying inches away from death’s door whilst your brain deals with the fact that it’s lost many of it’s cells the night before. People use it as an excuse that being drunk gives them a sense of confidence, make’s their nights out more interesting and fun & just generally makes their live’s better to live for the hours they spend intoxicated. This is all fair enough, but the only thing i can think of when I hear these statements is: are your lives that sad & depressing that you feel you need to escape who you are to be able to enjoy your life? 

There must be something I’m missing out on as i literally cannot see the attraction. Maybe it’s the spending stupid amounts of money on drinks which,after 5 or 6, will most probably end up all over yourself anyway. Maybe it’s running the risk of ruining major aspects of your life, purely because you were so smashed that you had no idea what you were saying or who you were hurting. Possibly it’s the chance that you might injure yourself and end up in A+E because you thought you could take on the world for a split second.

I’m not straightedge by any means, & i’ll probably be seen as a boring git for this but unfortunately if you feel that way, i quite honestly do not give a shit. I’m not trying to change anyone’s way of life, just trying to understand something which seems pretty pointless to me. I don’t judge anyone who drinks & I’m definitely not the sort of person to hold it against anyone that they drink as other people’s choices are none of my business.