My battle with alcohol

My mom visits my blog from time to time, so I want to apologize to her and my dad. My battle is nothing they did wrong as parents. I blame this battle with alcohol on myself for being weak.

Unlike a lot of people, I did not drink in my teenage years. I drank a couple of times, did not like the taste or the effects, so I almost never drank in my teenage years. I hope mom and dad are glad to know that.

If I made it past my teenage years without drinking, why did I start drinking? I think it was out of boredom.

The first time I bought alcohol I was maybe 23 or 24 years old. I went to the Texaco gas station in Bridge City Texas and bought 2 bottles of Boones Farm wine.

My first few drinks of wine upset my stomach something terrible; I should have taken the hint. I honestly wish I would have never taken another drink after that Boones Farm. Some people can drink Boones Farm just fine. But there is something with my stomach that I can not drink any kind of sweet wine. Wine coolers upset my stomach the same way Boones farm did.

Over the past 20 years parts of my life have been consumed with beer and whiskey.

There is a difference in drinking to relax and have a good time with friends, and drinking in excess. Far too often I drink to excess.

As I grow older, the effects of drinking are taking a profound effect on my health. Where I used to be able to drink whiskey and feel ok the next day, now I feel sick for a couple of days later.

Then there is the money that I have spent on alcohol over the past 20 years. I wish that money had been put into a jar, I would probably have a small fortune by now.

When I started drinking is when my weight problems started. Drink 2 or 3 beer a day, at 100 – 150 calories each, that 200 – 350 extra calories a day. Whiskey is packed with calories, especially when mixed with a sugar loaded soft drink.

I like how I feel when I drink, but I like how I feel when I do not drink.

The only real option is to stop drinking.

My childhood was filled with good examples for not drinking. My great grandparents did not drink, my grandparents did not drink and my parents did not drink. The only person who drinks in my family is my uncle and a couple of my cousins.

When I was maybe 4, 5 or 6 years old, I was with my great grandparents. We were in their car driving through Kirbyville Texas. My great grandfather saw someone he knew, so we pulled over to talk to him. The guy asked my great grandfather if he wanted to go get a drink. My great grandfather said something along the lines of “no thank you, I do not drink.”

The ability to say “no” has stuck with me through a good part of my life. When someone ask you to do something that you do not agree with, simply say “no”. That influence is probably why I never started smoking, doing drugs or using tobacco. No, I do not want to use those addictive substances.

If I stay away from other items that are addictive, then why do I drink? Maybe out of boredom? I honestly do not know the answer to that question.