Mother is schizophrenic and used to be an alcoholic. When I was much younger, I would usually be able to witness her forgeted up episodes at night, constantly talking to herself, then she explained to me that "there's a doctor inside of me", and in turn, acted as the "doctor" who controlled and was "helping her bones". She's no longer an alcoholic and her schizophrenia has become very mild, or, rather, hidden. I feel so absolutely terrible for her -- she's a fantastic person with a seriously forgeted up problem. During those nights, though, the muggy scent of alcohol was everywhere. I became disgusted with it, and given the effects, have absolutely no reason to consume the beverage. It's an INCREDIBLY stupid and unintelligent luxury to drink alcohol; yes, by this, I'm implying you're somewhat intellectually impaired for not having enough self control to stop yourself from drinking it. Especially if you're aware of its detriments.
Watch the episode of Taboo on alcohol. If you still drink, you're pathetic.
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