It's been a while since I tried my first sip of alcohol. I was about maybe 3 years old and instead of grabbing a cup of water, I grabbed a something of vodka. It had a highly vibrant acidic taste and it made me make a grimaсe, shake my head, and put it back thinking, –
"wow, what a fuel, how do they drink that?".
Cut to 7 years later, I and the son of my grandmother's sister found a giant jar of moonshine. We had nothing to chase it with, so we settled on fresh tomatoes and sniffing pieces of rye bread. Cut to 40 minutes later, I'm throwing up into the toilet and my colleague does the same to a bathtub next door.
Cut to myself writing this post right now under the influence of marijuana. What am I trying to say? It's been 82 days since I stopped drinking, the goal was 90 days (a summer) originally, but now I'm thinking that sometimes I got to commit.
Substances have a major role in the human experience. By substances I mean chemical compounds that are made for a purpose or accidentally, but widely adopted later.
I started thinking lately, that the more we rely upon external "helpers", the weaker we become. The more substances that "prop" my mental state – the less of a mental state I have.
What is your relationship with substances? Do you feel like sometimes it feels boring without them? Do you need them to get "healthier"? Or "more in control"? Or less in control but it feels good?
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