“It’s college. Everybody drinks in college.”
Really? That’s funny. I know quite a few who don’t.
Including myself.
Is it my morals? My ultra-conservative views? My Catholic religion? (No, it most definitely cannot be that last one…)
No, it’s because I don’t want to. As simple as that.
I don’t find it very appealing to down a liquid that will give me a burning sensation down my throat, into my esophagus and landing into my poor undeserving stomach. Not to mention the fact that as a lightweight there’s a chance that with one too many drinks the alcohol will travel back up my esophagus, up my throat, and out of my mouth. (And I’m not the biggest fan of vomit)
I don’t find it very appealing to not remember a really fun night or stumble upon trashy pictures of myself that I don’t remember taking. I don’t want to be that girl in the background of all the pictures with her skirt hiked up a little too high or be the subject of pity as other have to babysit me all night because I had one too many shots.
Classy.
But perhaps the biggest reason why I don’t drink is because I don’t feel a need to. I mean, I don’t eat or drink things that I don’t like the taste of, and I don’t like the taste of alcohol, so I won’t subject myself to it.
Oh, and the tiny little fact that I know how to have fun sober. Seriously. You DON’T need to be buzzed to have fun. You DON’T need to be buzzed to “loosen up” (that’s the biggest bullshit I’ve ever heard. If you’re not comfortable where you are, then don’t be there.)
And no, I am not embarrassed that I don’t drink. In fact, most people are perfectly fine with it. Others, however, feel the need to baby me.
“Here, there’s coke in the fridge. Guys, it’s okay, we’ve got coke for Brittany tonight.”
“You can play too, Brittany…um, I guess you can just drink water…”
Okay Mother Tipsy. Thank you for making me feel like I’m 5 years old.
Another misconception: just because we don’t drink means we don’t want you to drink.
I couldn’t care less what you put in your bodies. I couldn’t care less if I was the only sober person in a room full of drunk kids. It’s your choice to drink, and it’s my choice to stay sober and watch you drink. I’m not going to sit there all night advocating the needs to be sober. I’m just NOT going to drink.
Sobriety. It’s simple, really. Yet a lot of people make it much too complicated.
