I’ll start. I have to be careful drinking around other people, because I can get intensely motivational.
My neighbour used to be depressed and stayed at a cruddy job, despite poor pay. I was 17, and he was in his 40s. Well, one night we happened to drink together. It turned out he only stayed at that job in hopes that he would eventually get his parents approval, and that they would finally be proud of him. The job made him miserable.
I spent hours convincing him that he was worth more than his parent’s approval, and that he deserved to be happy. That he was the one living his day-to-day life, and that he should live it how he wants to. Many tears were shed that night. Dude quit before getting any new job prospects, and ended up working in a completely different field. He said thank you more than a few times, after everything was said and done.
That might not sound bad, but it was far from a one-off scenario. I eventually started to wonder what would happen if I accidentally helped lead someone to make a bad decision. It’s not like drunk people are known for making good decisions. So, I only drink around certain people now haha.
On a side note, a crazy number of people have problems with/from their parents.
I don’t drink anymore, but when I did I would get more witty and talkative until about 6 drinks in at which point I would just become obnoxious and weird. Then I would get upset that everyone didn’t think I was absolutely amazing and get self conscious and angry. Then I’d go home and drink more by myself until I blacked out.
So quirky!
Ah, a classic. All throughout my 20s, I put myself into this same pitiful loop as well. I cringe thinking about my behavior and relationship with alcohol during those days.
I talk a lot when I’m drunk. I over-explain and over-share like crazy. My 10-year old also does this on a regular basis.
On an unrelated note, I seem to be missing a bottle of vodka. If anyone sees it, please let me know.
I become highly suggestive. Up for cocktails later? I’m down. Ask me to buy a pitcher for the table? Consider it done. Start playing the MetalGearSolid theme? I will crawl under tables and hide in cardboard boxes, later ambushing you in the gents where I will punch, kick, and choke you from behind until you climax.
I’ve known two people who are extremely quiet and shy sober but become loud, social, and “larger than life” when they drink. Like a massive personality change.
Always wondered whether their drunk selves were closer to their “true” selves, but they suppress it in daily life?
I knew a guy who was a very outspoken but peaceful vegan, didn’t want to harm anything. Animal rights activist. Super nice guy, when sober.
But he also had a drinking problem, and totally flipped when he drank, you could almost see the switch happen in a few seconds when he was at 4-5 beers. His drunk personality was angry, paranoid, quarreling and violent, and he would often get blackout drunk and get into fights and whatnot. Got himself banned from several bars.
I didn’t know him well, but he probably had some trauma/bad shit in his life. He never talked about his family, except his grandmother who apparently had raised him, more or less.
As a shy person, I hope that drunk me isn’t the true me. That guy was an asshole
When I still drank I was very much like this! It’s not that I actively make a point to “suppress” my personality when I’m sober, it’s more like when I would drink every thought that popped into my head suddenly seemed like a great idea lol
If I had to put a name to this phenomenon, I’d say drinking just turns off the common sense filter in my brain
Social anxiety is a bitch but a little bit of booze washes that little crippling demon away.
Yeah it’s probably the case. The alcohol sheds their filters and social reservations that other people don’t have at all in the first place. At least I feel like that when I drink. I don’t do parties without a few drinks for that reason.
I lose all filters and chaos mode engages. If I see a button I push it, if something takes one little nudge for it to fall over I nudge it, pranks, fire, just any kind of chaos you can think of. It’s especially prevalent if I’m drinking Jager.
Yes, I would drink even more until I physically couldn’t anymore. Very quirky.
Not quite the same sort of thing, but I have an annoying tendency to forget I’m wearing glasses and headbang them off. Had to start wearing contacts instead.
Mine was that I don’t get hangovers pretty much at all so I never had an internal sense of “I’m going to feel like shit tomorrow if I keep going”. Anyway I don’t drink anymore and my body and relationships thank me.
Depends on what I’m drinking.
Champagne? I’m an obnoxious asshole but but god do I love mimosas. They just taste so fucking good that I don’t even notice how many I’ve had. They’re like fucking candy or chips that I can’t stop shoving into my mouth.
Wine? Sad and start crying…the irritating sob story kind.
Rum/Vodka? Loud, happy, chatty, everyone’s BFF.
Tequila? Can go a few different ways.
I don’t drink beer or do shots though, so idk about those.
Dylan?
I am like a homing pigeon. I might not know where I am or how I got there but I can sure as hell navigate a city well enough to get home safely.
I usually end up walking around in circles until it’s been long enough that I’ve sobered up a bit and can remember where I am lol
I’m the apologetic drunk. I am SO sorry to everyone. Usually apologizing for being drunk or just my existence in general. Also, before I get to that point, I usually test to see if I feel (or don’t feel?) my teeth.
I liked to text my coworkers pictures of my cats.
It got to be a bit much, and started to be referred to as me getting drunk and sending pussy pics.
I haven’t sent one in months :( kind of miss it lol
Oh man. I love to be tinkering in my workshop on whatever project I got going, listening to music, singing to myself and hitting some fresh ganja. THEN, and the wife’s favorite part… I get to cooking a kickass dinner. I only like to drink a light beer and starting in the afternoon. By 5pm, I’m 4-6 deep, big time stoned and chef Emerald is in the house baby! I stick to water after that because if I go to bed all drinky, I’ll feel like shit the following day. I dont like listening to other drunks or their shitty ass music when I’m feeling the vibe so i almost exclusively drink when I’m having me time/alone, able to tune my system up/wife not home yet and its sunny outside. That is a perfect day for me. It doesn’t happen often but when it does… man I really enjoy it.
I used to have a major problem with alcohol in my 20’s and it caused me untold damage. I quit partying for a good number of years to get my shit together and regroup. Now, I can actually enjoy it without going way overboard and making choices and actions that severely negatively impact my existance, it’s an entirely different thing for me now. Moderation and a little bit of discipline did me a world of good.
- My accent changes to mixed Manc-Derbyshire.
- I become camp.
If you’re drinking with me, you will be hearing about either a large portion of highly detailed military history, or the premise for a cool magical girl Manga I’ve been thinking up.
It isn’t your choice which.
