I have a drinking problem. It’s hard for me to drink and not get as fucked up as possible. And so as you could probably guess, I black out ALOT. So, after awhile I tired to make a stand. Told my friends I was no longer going to drink. Which came with mixed feelings. Some of them were like yeah man you do you, and others were like ugh, don’t be lame. Or you don’t have a problem you just need to pace yourself. So not wanting to be a “party pooper” my stand did not last long. And as you could guess, I didn’t “pace” myself. Because I HAVE A F****** PROBLEM. And my one friend literally got into a heated argument with me over this. Just because he can drink a few and be done. Like that is YOU m***********. Just because you do t have a problem doesn’t mean I don’t. I have a lot of traumas in my life, so when I turn up I f****** turn up because all my problems and anxieties go away. This kid had a perfect home life, so he would never understand. And eventually we drifted apart. Because he’s a narcissist and believes that just because something doesn’t affect him a certain way that it’s the same for everyone. And those people are the f****** worst.