And then one day I just stopped. For no reason at all. I just stopped being around people who drank so much, and it stopped immediately. I have never had another urge for a drink since then, but I don't turn one down when someone pushes one under my nose. Drugs were even better.
Drugs are like a salve against horrid reality.
They're a peach, and they work like all hell in lessening the pain of being alive, let me tell you. Nothing else but love or the birth of a child or winning an election is as good. And I did them daily too for about a year in my mid-20s. Then I just stopped, just like the drinking period. For no reason that I can identify I just stopped.