Okay this is something I’ve been needing to get off of my chest for a long time.
I’m 18, a girl, I have 3 older brothers and 2 younger brothers. My three older brothers all love to drink. I’ve never had a drink in my life- like, ever. Never smoked or anything. For me, that’s literally unheard of. I’ve tried tiny sips of alcohol before and I HATED IT. Beer. is. so. musty. and. disgusting. My boyfriend of 3 and a half years is the same as me. A very gentle soul and such a mellow laid back personality. He’s perfect. We trust each other to tell each other things and I’m hiding this secret because I’m scared of what he’s going to say to me? Long story short I went to my brother’s apartment for a night we were just going to watch movies/play games or whatever and out of the blue they sort of peer pressured me into getting drunk. I did- and wow what a wild night. My only memory of it is that it was a huge blur and everything was spinning and there was a lot of screaming and yelling(happy screaming and yelling) and like.. idk I just went crazy. The next morning my headache..haha oh man. I feel like I should tell my boyfriend about it????? I’m just so scared of what he’s going to say. He trusts me and I feel like a failure. this probably sounds ridiculous. maybe I needed that experience to break away my shell for once. I’ve been really shy all my life and I am reluctant but no this was wrong of me just no no no no no non ono i feel so guilty I don’t know what to do
