I should be upfront with something right here. I don't drink, even in the slightest. It's a personal choice I made. I don't think it makes me any better then anybody else and I know it doesn't make me less than anybody. I have no problem being around those who do/are but I've experienced that it can make some uncomfortable. If, for you this singles me out, then I don't hold that against you and there are no hard feelings.
A passage from a book I recently read that resonated with me:
'That was what I wanted: a bed where Rosie and I could sleep through the night in each other's arms, wake up in the morning wrapped together. I would have given anything, anything at all, just for that. Everything else the world had to offer was just gravy. I listen to the things people want out of love these days and they blow my mind. I go to the pub with the boys from the squad and listen while they explain, with minute precision, exactly what shape a woman should be, what bits she should shave how, what acts she should perform on which date and what she should always or never do or say or want; I eavesdrop on women in cafes while they reel off lists of which jobs a man is allowed, which cars, which labels, which flowers and restaurants and gemstones get the stamp of approval, and I want to shout, Are you people out of your tiny minds? I never once bought Rosie flowers - too hard for her to explain at home - and I never once wondered whether her ankles looked exactly the way they were supposed to. I wanted her, all mine, and I believed she wanted me.'