Slick wrote: ↑Mon Oct 24, 2022 8:17 am
It's funny this has come up..
I've long believed that the reason I drank was to alter my state of mind. Back in the day if it wasn't booze it would be a joint, but most evenings, one way or another, I'd be doing something to get somewhere else - I'm sure there are pages of phycological reason for this, but that's not the point of this.
It took me a while, but I finally realised I was chasing the party - when I was younger it would be weekday evenings around the pool table in the pub, we had a great local full of friends, you'd go in there and know at least a dozen people as close friends, and the others as people you could easily strike up a conversation with. The pub had a great jukebox, everything from Johnny Cash to The Clash, there was always a great vibe in there.
New Year's day was the best party ever, the upstairs bar (about four steps through an open doorway from the downstairs bar) was where the old guys would be playing dominoes with a half pint and a whisky on Saturday afternoon, but it would get full in the evenings. On Hogmanay and NY day the place would be jumping; bagpipes, accordions, fiddles etc
We all had similar interests and at the weekends after the pubs shut it would be all back to someone house for a party, this went on for several years.
As I say, it took me a while to realise that it was that feeling I was chasing, it wasn't the case for a long time because the children were more than enough to take up that space, However when they got older and had their own lives and friends, things started to change, and now they are grown up in their 20s I think I dodged a bullet because I could have easily just turned to getting obliterated every night, there was a while there I was doing just that.
I don't really struggle with not drinking during the week at all now because it's become the new normal and I'm enjoying what I do during the day (though I'm skivving right now), and there is no way I could concentrate with a hangover, oh that's the other thing, hangovers in your 50s are brutal - no thanks.