Citation: silverbullett. "Into The Mind of An Alcoholic: An Experience with Alcohol (exp43708)". Erowid.org. Jan 7, 2018. erowid.org/exp/43708
Welcome to my world of alcoholism. The alcoholism gene is on both sides of my family, all of my uncles are bad alcoholics and my dad is a recovered alcoholic. I have recently joined in with my family as a full time alcoholic. Drinking started off simple and pleasureful for me, but it soon became something I both love and hate at the same time.
I remember the first time that I got drunk, Coors Light and cheapass wine. It was great. I miss the feeling that I got when I first started to drink. Nowadays I have to drink so damn much to just get a buzz that I've already blacked out by the time that I'm drunk. Blacking out is a curse of all it's own, take last night for example. I was out with a couple friends on the river, I had a 12 pack of Budweiser and a pint of Wild Turkey. I clearly remember the DNR coming and asking if we were of age (18) and saying yes, and asking if we were drinking (we are all under 21) and saying no, and the DNR left. The funny part is I had the bottle of turkey in one hand and the beer in the other when the DNR pulled up and I'm sure he clearly saw it, but let us go just because we weren't hurting anyone. He probably saw 2 guys and 2 girls and figured we were just horny 19-year olds trying to get laid.
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]
Anyway, that's about the last thing I remember of the night. I awoke this morning in my boxers in my bed not knowing how the fuck I got home or how good that girls pussy tasted last night (if I even got there with her). The last thing I remember of last night at all is starting my truck up, laughing hysterically (drunken madness), and that's all. Somehow I must've drove home safely, due to the fact that I'm alive and my truck is not fucked up at all. At this current point, It's 10:00 in the morning and I'm severely hungover and trying to figure out what the fuck kind of idiotic things I did last night while blacked out, I figure that I was off the wall and had to be subdued by people, cause that's how I get when I drink these days.
Anyway, this report is to show all of you what can happen when you start to drink heavily. My health is weaning, my once hard muscular body is starting to turn into a beer gut and skinny arms. But fuck it, what else do I have to live for? Another beer, I guess.
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