Chug Chug Chug.

In the past few days I have seen alcohol practically wreck the lives of most of my really close friends.

My roommate was passed out outside our building throwing up between the hours of 3 and 6am this morning.
Is my entire group of friends hanging by loose threads right now because of alcohol? YES.
Is it stupid as hell? Yes yes yes.

I just want this to be over.
This is why I don't drink.
I like knowing FOR SURE what I did last night.
I like keeping my friendships secure.
It is the smartest decision I have ever made.

I have seen the way my father gets. I have been pinned against a car, holding keys away from someone who is trying to drive. I've been told that I am worthless and that I shouldn't exist. I have watched someone be unable to sit up at a table because she is so drunk. I have seen someone cry in the back seat of a friend's care because of a drunken night's mistakes. Seeing what alcohol did first to my family and now to my friends...I don't care if I never drink it again. I don't understand it, I don't know why people do it.

I know there are people who drink responsibly and I applaud them, but others...it just really makes me sad. It really does.