Warning! I am about to say something controversial and
unpopular. I no longer drink alcohol. Alcohol is a poison that damages you
mentally, emotionally and physically.
There’s nothing new in this fact. So why do we persist in
this toxic habit? Because like drugs, cigarettes, meat, dairy, junk food, war
and all harmful practices, alcohol is normalised for mass consumption so that Big
Business makes loads of money.
Family History
My father was an alcoholic when I was little. That’s not
shocking. Millions of people are alcoholics. The substance is addictive.
My mother felt the full force of his drunken fist late at
night when my brother and I were asleep, oblivious to the violence.
But I carried the emotional wound of my unavailable,
intimidating father all my life. When Dad was home he was often passed out on
the floor or slumped in a chair in a drunken stupor in front of the telly. We took turns to close his mouth to stop him snoring.
My parents were young and wild in their 20s. Dad taught Mum
to swill beer like a man but she couldn’t control her sarcastic humour when
tipsy and often embarrassed and shamed me in front of laughing drinking
buddies.
At 18, I had my first glass of red wine in a rowdy folk club
in Melbourne and immediately staggered to the Ladies and threw up. But I
persevered through my natural aversion until I could drink socially. I disgraced
myself more times than I can now remember.
Brain Attack
Alcohol affects the brain. The beta-endorphin receptors grab
the alcohol and give you an instant temporary high. Alcoholics have more
receptors. Alcohol also triggers the hormone dopamine, for another feel-good
blast!
Alcohol decreases the brain’s gaba neurons, lowering
inhibitions. All our inner demons come wafting out; aggression, sadness,
loneliness, neediness. We can pick fights, start blubbering, talk rubbish while
believing we’re hilarious and charming and intelligent. Or we can have casual
sex, piss in the street or get hit by a car.
We lose control of our mental processes, our emotional
states, our bodily functions and co-ordination and our usual cautious behaviour.
Being intoxicated in public or even at home is high risk.
The Morning After
Awful hang overs – terrible headaches, churning nausea and crippling
lethargy – that make you want to die or at least sleep until noon - are caused
through extreme dehydration, as your body works hard to flush out the poison.
And the really bad feelings are also caused by a chemical
called acetaldehyde, released by your over-worked liver, which can only
metabolise one glass of alcohol per hour.
On top of the hang-overs, when you get regularly wiped out
binge drinking will lower your immune system, making you susceptible to sickness.
No Real Loss
Giving up alcohol is no sacrifice. I have discovered that I
like being stone cold sober. I can enjoy food, conversation, music, dancing and
making love when I am clear-headed and feeling all my genuine emotions and
senses. In fact I feel pure joy in social occasions without being tipsy. I now
get my bubbles from mineral water instead of champagne and my elegant glass of
Red is really grape juice.
It is easier to make the decision 'I don't drink alcohol' once and for all, the way I did when I decided 'I don't eat animals' in 2010, than to face a fresh dilemma every time I'm offered a drink. By setting this firm boundary, I've eliminated the delicate tightrope balancing act of of choosing WHAT type of alcoholic drink and HOW MUCH I can drink - one glass, two glasses, three glasses? - without getting tipsy and losing control of my behaviour and suffering a debilitating hang-over. The one-off decision is easier and I feel empowered for having the discipline to make the clear choice.
The track we take on the journey of life is made up of a series of decisions; the major, life-changing decisions and the small daily decisions. And, as we all know, each decision takes us in a certain direction and leads to the next place. Do I make wise choices that lead me to a tranquil, shady forest near a beautiful river or do I take a wrong turn and end up staggering on a dangerous rocky cliff in the blazing sun?
Carefully consider each decision, the big and the small. And don't be misled on your path so that you end up in a unsafe place.
It is easier to make the decision 'I don't drink alcohol' once and for all, the way I did when I decided 'I don't eat animals' in 2010, than to face a fresh dilemma every time I'm offered a drink. By setting this firm boundary, I've eliminated the delicate tightrope balancing act of of choosing WHAT type of alcoholic drink and HOW MUCH I can drink - one glass, two glasses, three glasses? - without getting tipsy and losing control of my behaviour and suffering a debilitating hang-over. The one-off decision is easier and I feel empowered for having the discipline to make the clear choice.
The track we take on the journey of life is made up of a series of decisions; the major, life-changing decisions and the small daily decisions. And, as we all know, each decision takes us in a certain direction and leads to the next place. Do I make wise choices that lead me to a tranquil, shady forest near a beautiful river or do I take a wrong turn and end up staggering on a dangerous rocky cliff in the blazing sun?
Carefully consider each decision, the big and the small. And don't be misled on your path so that you end up in a unsafe place.
I see young people I love smashed off their faces, wrecking
their health, their dignity, their relationships, their talents, their careers
and their lives by partying hard and believing alcohol is benign and normal.
But alcohol, my friends, is really poison in disguise. Resist the cult. Don't
drink the Kool-Aid.