LittleGirlLost
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I'm having an issue lately with alcohol.
It started on my birthday in early February; people came over and there was Prosecco and amaretto and wine and we had a really great time and I was very drunk but I was so, so happy and surrounded by people that I love and who love me.
Normally when I drink, I'm very good about not having more than will make me pleasantly tipsy or, say, low-level drunk. But on my birthday I was what I would classify as medium-level drunk: I remember everything that happened, but I'm a little vague on the details. I'm a little unsteady, but functioning and articulate and totally capable. The next day I'm hungover. So it's not a crisis.
I've been careful not to drink when I'm alone at all lately, so I'm not worried that I'm verging on alcoholism or really that I'm self-medicating too too much.
But ever since that birthday party, for some reason when I'm in a social drinking situation -- even if the other people with me aren't drinking that much -- I go way past my pleasantly tipsy or low-level drunk and straight into medium-level or even maybe into very drunk. I still remember everything and I'm articulate and capable and it's not a problem by any means, but it's enough of a difference that my good friends have noticed it. We joke about it and we talk about it seriously once in a blue moon. Luckily I'm generally a happy, hilarious, and charming drunk, so said good friends don't really mind.
I think we're all aware of it and imagining that it's a phase I'm going through, maybe to deal in part with whatever mild social anxiety or sadness I might be feeling (although obviously sometimes it magnifies the sadness). I've been considering talking to my therapist about it, but I also feel that it'll either pass or I'll hit a point where I stop myself and take a break from it for a while. I'm not worried that I'm going to become an alcoholic because I grew up with addiction in my house and I'm hypervigilant about the warning signs.
This isn't even the worst I've ever been with social drinking; when I first moved to New York I was around a lot of less mature people in acting school who were big on partying and self-medicating with alcohol and when in Rome...
But the thing I realized today while yet again getting a little drunker than everyone else (because in New York City, Easter means drunk brunch) was that I might be going through this phase because I suddenly feel safe and taken care of.
When I was with the less mature folks in acting school, I had to be really careful even at my drunkest to be more capable than my roommates or the other people there because I knew they weren't going to stop; they were going to go until they threw up or until they made bad decisions or whatever it was and I had to be the responsible one who took care of everyone. It used to really upset me that people were always offering my roommates places to stay if they were drinking and wanting to take care of them and I'd always end up either herding them back to our apartment or taking the two hour late-night train ride home by myself and being grumpy that nobody wanted to take care of me.
But the social group that I've been drinking with since my birthday are a group of people who really understand me on a soul-to-soul, heart-to-heart level. We all take care of each other and we all support each other and we've all been through quite a lot of hardship, so we can really be there when one of us is anxious or depressed or lonely or whatever it is. And because we all take care of each other -- because we're all fixers and caretakers instead of just me trying desperately to save everyone else and nobody ever trying to save me -- I suddenly don't have to take responsibility for the group. And if I get too drunk, I know I'm safe and taken care of.
So today I was thinking that maybe that's why I'm going through this phase of being a little bit drunker than everyone else or a little too drunk. I mean, I'm sure there is some level of self-medication going on. But maybe it's okay for right now.
I don't know. I guess I'll bring it up with my therapist this week.
Maybe I just want to be happy for a while and being drunk with my good friends allows me to really feel that. But I'd be happy without drinking if I were with those good friends, so it's not really necessary.
Anyway. Thoughts?
It started on my birthday in early February; people came over and there was Prosecco and amaretto and wine and we had a really great time and I was very drunk but I was so, so happy and surrounded by people that I love and who love me.
Normally when I drink, I'm very good about not having more than will make me pleasantly tipsy or, say, low-level drunk. But on my birthday I was what I would classify as medium-level drunk: I remember everything that happened, but I'm a little vague on the details. I'm a little unsteady, but functioning and articulate and totally capable. The next day I'm hungover. So it's not a crisis.
I've been careful not to drink when I'm alone at all lately, so I'm not worried that I'm verging on alcoholism or really that I'm self-medicating too too much.
But ever since that birthday party, for some reason when I'm in a social drinking situation -- even if the other people with me aren't drinking that much -- I go way past my pleasantly tipsy or low-level drunk and straight into medium-level or even maybe into very drunk. I still remember everything and I'm articulate and capable and it's not a problem by any means, but it's enough of a difference that my good friends have noticed it. We joke about it and we talk about it seriously once in a blue moon. Luckily I'm generally a happy, hilarious, and charming drunk, so said good friends don't really mind.
I think we're all aware of it and imagining that it's a phase I'm going through, maybe to deal in part with whatever mild social anxiety or sadness I might be feeling (although obviously sometimes it magnifies the sadness). I've been considering talking to my therapist about it, but I also feel that it'll either pass or I'll hit a point where I stop myself and take a break from it for a while. I'm not worried that I'm going to become an alcoholic because I grew up with addiction in my house and I'm hypervigilant about the warning signs.
This isn't even the worst I've ever been with social drinking; when I first moved to New York I was around a lot of less mature people in acting school who were big on partying and self-medicating with alcohol and when in Rome...
But the thing I realized today while yet again getting a little drunker than everyone else (because in New York City, Easter means drunk brunch) was that I might be going through this phase because I suddenly feel safe and taken care of.
When I was with the less mature folks in acting school, I had to be really careful even at my drunkest to be more capable than my roommates or the other people there because I knew they weren't going to stop; they were going to go until they threw up or until they made bad decisions or whatever it was and I had to be the responsible one who took care of everyone. It used to really upset me that people were always offering my roommates places to stay if they were drinking and wanting to take care of them and I'd always end up either herding them back to our apartment or taking the two hour late-night train ride home by myself and being grumpy that nobody wanted to take care of me.
But the social group that I've been drinking with since my birthday are a group of people who really understand me on a soul-to-soul, heart-to-heart level. We all take care of each other and we all support each other and we've all been through quite a lot of hardship, so we can really be there when one of us is anxious or depressed or lonely or whatever it is. And because we all take care of each other -- because we're all fixers and caretakers instead of just me trying desperately to save everyone else and nobody ever trying to save me -- I suddenly don't have to take responsibility for the group. And if I get too drunk, I know I'm safe and taken care of.
So today I was thinking that maybe that's why I'm going through this phase of being a little bit drunker than everyone else or a little too drunk. I mean, I'm sure there is some level of self-medication going on. But maybe it's okay for right now.
I don't know. I guess I'll bring it up with my therapist this week.
Maybe I just want to be happy for a while and being drunk with my good friends allows me to really feel that. But I'd be happy without drinking if I were with those good friends, so it's not really necessary.
Anyway. Thoughts?