Well, for me it's not so much the alcohol itself. It's what it makes me think of when I drink it. I never wanted to say I was an alcoholic because I didn't really drink daily or even necessarily every week...but it reminded me of my other addictions, and impaired my judgement on a lot of things. There have been times in the (although distant) past when I've drank and then of course not in my right mind gone out to try and score some other drugs. I haven't done that in probably 2-3 years, and even when I DID do it, I know it was a fluke and there was no WAY I would have done it if I wasn't drunk. So it's just the possibility that scares me. I'd like to say that that would never happen again, but I said that before and it did. Having a kid also changes my outlook. When I drink, I am quite a lush. If I could just have a drink or 2 and feel a buzz, I would be fine. But I got to where I'd down a 7 or 8 beers in one night, because I wanted "just one more". I don't know I'd jsut hate to think of what would happen if I were drunk, and say my kid woke up with something wrong with him/her and had to go to the ER or something. It's just the endless possibilities that scare me. And you never know...after I do have my kid, I may not even entertain the thought of "having just one more"....but do I want to take the chance??
