I don’t drink. At all.
Most I’ve ever had was one teaspoon (just enough to taste) of wine cooler when I was a/b 15. Didn’t like it, that was it.
My father was a raging alcoholic, who beat my mother, nearly killing her several times.
My mother is also an alcoholic, who’s decisions and lifestyle have caused much grief for my family, most related to the drinking.
My father is now dead, my mom is recovering, but it is a day to day thing. Our relationship has strengthened over the years, and I hope it will continue to do so.
I refuse to drink, even the smallest amount, because I believe that it (alcoholism) is hereditary. I’ve already got 2 strikes against me. It’s in our family for over a hundred years. My many great times grandfather, father of the Westberry family, founder of numerous churches around this area, was once admonished by his church.
In the minutes of that meeting, a group of deacons were sent out to ‘admonish him as he drinks too much’. This was some 150+ years ago.
I already have a control problem, in relation to food. If one pepsi is good, then a pack a day is better. One brownie/cookie/ice cream scoop? Never heard of it. It’s something I struggle with every day. With my background, alcohol is the LAST thing I need to worry about.
Also, I view it as a control issue. As in control of my life. Growing up, watching others with hangovers and stupid drinking/drunken behavior was the norm. I didn’t want anything to do with something that would make me not remember what I did, or put me out of control.
Sorry for the long post, but wanted to share that yes, there are people who don’t drink, never have, and that their reasons are legitimate.
Oh, I don’t consider alcohol, or the drinking of, to be sinful, only the drunkeness. Enjoy your wine/beer/liquor, and I’ll join in with my Pepsi, and we’ll all be happy!
Came back to add, for the curious, I was raised southern Baptist.