Never Trust A Person Who Doesn’t Drink

But why?

It is my 60th day without an alcohol or a substance. By the time you read this I’ll be on day 61, I hope. In the last two months, I’ve been told by many that they don’t trust people who don’t drink. They say it in jest, but I think there is an ounce of truth in every joke.

What confuses me is that they say it to me. As if my choice to take a sabbatical from drinking (in addition to my sabbaticals from so many other things) has made me a different person. As if without alcohol I have lost the validity of being myself. Perhaps to them that is the case.

How could I be me without the substance that gave me my me-ness?

I am a party girl. I find ways to insert myself into parties, including, but not limited too, changing the spelling of party to Par-TAY (my name is Taylor). This has been my way for the entirety of my adulthood. The manner in which I party as changed some. 30% of that change is from the amount of therapy I’ve been in. 15% is due to growing up. 35%, most recently, is being in a foreign country. The remaining 20% I will accredit to a discovery of creativity.

There are ways to party that don’t require getting wasted. Who knew?

Does finding a new way to do the old thing make…