Throughout my life, I’ve done my fair share of drug experimentation. I dipped my feet in the coke pool (too chatty and annoying), took salvia (if only in an attempt to be closer to Miley), and even took the pill equivalent of heroin once (File it under “The Stupid Things You Do When We’re 21 And Having Too Much Fun”). So yeah. I’ve been there, swallowed and sniffed that. Wanna know what the worst thing I ever tried was though? The thing that made me temporarily go insane, put my life in danger and caused me to vomit for 24 hours? Alcohol. Alcohol was the craziest and most harmful thing I ever tried. At the end of the day, drinking an excess amount of whiskey has nothing on a few lines of blow.
Alcohol is the devil. It swallows people up completely. I’ve seen my drunk friends completely lose their personality and become transformed during a night of heavy drinking. If they happen to blackout, it’s like they don’t live in their own bodies anymore. Someone else has invaded and this someone is a scary life-ruining trainwreck.
Alcohol leads to bad and potentially life-threatening decisions. Any altered state impairs your judgement but alcohol seems to do so with gusto and social acceptability. The culture surrounding drinking is partially what makes it so dangerous. When you’re drunk, it’s your job to behave recklessly. You can do things you never would normally do when sober and it’s met with fanfare from your friends. Sleep with a complete stranger at a club and your friends will encourage the bad behavior. Pee in public, run across the street without looking both ways and eat shit on the ground—these are celebrated activities amongst the drunk. The whole drinking game is to push things as far as you can take them. But what happens if it pushes back?
Alcohol has led me to sleep with a few people I never would have touched while sober, and I can tell you that the feeling of shame that swirls around your Hangover Bed has been worse than any drug comedown I’ve experienced. Alcohol has also definitely put my life in danger. I’ve done things that are sketchy and am thankful to have been able to exit alive—the only casualty being my dignity, of course. Alcohol makes you its bitch. It takes your personality, remixes it and laughs at the new version of you. Now, I’m actually what you would call a good drunk. I don’t cry or yell. I’m just me. But drunk. However, booze has still screwed me. I have actually not met a single person it hasn’t screwed—even the ones like myself who can handle it.
Drugs have a stigma attached to them that alcohol doesn’t. Why? Because they’re illegal and alcohol isn’t. People hide behind its legality like a shield. I can’t tell you how many people I’ve met who are complete alcoholics but have judged me for taking drugs. These are the people who have never touched pot but drink every single night to excess. Which do you think is better for you? Binge drinking or being a recreational drug user? Who do you think makes more mistakes and feels more bad about themselves?
Drugs and alcohol are obviously both bad for you. This is not a “YAY DRUGS AND BOO ALCOHOL” post. Doing anything too much is detrimental. And drugs can kill you quicker than alcohol. I guess Im just sick and tired of alcohol being seen as NBD simply because it’s legal and celebrated in our society. Doing the occasional drug never caused me to sleep with someone disgusting, vomit bile for a whole day or consume 4,000 calories in a single sitting (well…). Like with everything, it’s all good in moderation. If you can drink a handle of vodka and puke on the street while having people cheer you on, why can’t I take a bar of Xanax while watching Buffy in the comfort of my own home? Get off your high horses, you drunks!