Komatoz: I drank a lot, constantly, for an occasion and without a reason. He was ashamed in the morning, was ashamed in the evening, was ashamed in the day, and all of what he drank, drank and drank.
Once I woke up not at home, with broken hands and broken head. The worst thing was that the pants were still broken, but everything was done - just the straps were broken) I made a willful decision - not to drink.
For two years, he did not drink, ran through the woods, pulled on turnips, ate protein foods, drank vitamin complexes, felt great.
First I looked at those who drank alcohol with disgust, then with regret, then with a smile, then with some envy.
Because drinking alcohol - a piece of human culture is a very dangerous piece, very desirable, very ambiguous.
For myself, I supposed that you shouldn’t cut something out of yourself just because you haven’t learned how to use it. Don’t hide what you never understood.