Seven months from now I turn 21. Exciting, right? How do I say this nicely…I really don’t care. I don’t think this right of passage makes young adults cool. It’s an adult-y thing to do, that’s it. I’ll drink a glass or two here and there when I turn 21, but I won’t use it to degrade my body.
Like getting married and receiving your driver’s license, I feel like waiting to drink is WORTH WHILE. The reaction i’ll get is so unusual, but I love it. To know I haven’t drank for the past 20 years of my life is a nice feeling. I’ll be able to check that off my bucket list.
I have friends who started drinking pre-21, and while I don’t judge them whatsoever, I stick to my values. Waiting keeps life fun and interesting. That’s all.
Drinking a glass or two is great as long as you keep yourself (or a life coach, parent, best friend, etc.) accountable.
Treat yourself! Celebrate! But to drink and escape reality’s woes, or to find social acceptance is a horrible idea. We can’t afford alcohol jailing us. We should control it.
Alcohol spikes your brain to increase temporary satisfaction. There’s a lyric my old professor once cited ALL THE TIME: “the more I drink, the more I drink.” Sounds ridiculous, but it depicts the problem with alcohol. You consume more of it because the temporary satisfaction won’t last. It’s been proven that people who usually have drinking problems are the loneliest. If you relate, talk to or find someone who cares about you!
So to answer your question: I don’t think alcohol is bad. If used responsibly, infused with positivity and good intentions, I say alcohol is a stellar way to treat oneself to a glass of pure bliss.