Phobus
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Well... where do we begin?
I only started drinking about 3 years ago and it probably took me about 9 months after starting before I actually started getting into it. My second year of uni involved me drunk about 2 times a week on average. And when I say drunk, I mean I can't remember anything for a good 2-7 hours of most of those nights, due to the amount of drinking I was doing and the length of time I was at it for.
Naturally, as time wore on the stuff that happened when I was that drunk progressively got less acceptable to me, until February last year, where I definitely cheated on my girlfriend with an unattractive 17 year old (no idea why she was out in a club, or how on earth I ended up with her, but whatever) and possibly (genuinely nobody knows if I did or didn't - I just assume I didn't) had sex with a gay dude at the same time. I was so unimpressed with myself that confessed to my girlfriend straight away and spent a good week hating myself in a very deep depression before she told me to just get over it already, as she'd forgiven me pretty much the day I'd told her and me being like I was didn't make things better for her.
I can't remember if that was before or after I'd been given ecstasy while drunk and suffered a week long hangover as a result, but since then I have actually slowed down a bit... Well, I had until my girlfriend had to go back home to Dubai last May, then my main reason for self-preservation was gone again.
The really good news is that since leaving uni (and more recently, getting a full-time job somewhere that I don't know anybody) I simply don't have that many oppurtunities to drink and no real ecouragement to really get into it. On those rare occaissions where drinking properly is an option, I tend to take it - but a couple of major puking incidents in my second year have stemmed my enthusiasm for spirits and I simply can't drink as heavily as I used to.
Now I just get drunk enough to send a few embarrassing texts and give everybody the impression I'm coming onto them on those rare occaissions when I'm drinking. Rest of the time I'm just a miserable, lonely sober :P
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